Golda

***Completed*** Lady Jessamyn brought home a ten-year-old orphan when she was eight. He was handsome ^_~. She provided him with a place to stay and warm meals. As they grew up, she desired to marry him, despite their differing statuses. As war raged, he signed up for the military, promising to ask for her hand when he was worthy.

Two years later, he became more than what he promised he would be. He became the Archduke of Ayberia. But he broke her heart by marrying her friend.

Years rolled away; life happened. She married a man who loved her and fell madly in love with him. She didn't think of him again. But fate was cruel; she was widowed at the age of twenty-one. She lost everything.

Seven years later, she met a mysterious wolf while she was out at work in the Archduke's fief. She had a fall. The next morning, she found herself on the Archduke's bed.

Did fate bring them together again? Or something nefarious is at play? 

Is this a chance for a second love?

Will she find out why he abandoned her in the past?

Is it possible to rekindle their old love, or is it too late?


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Jessamyn gulped. His eyes had reddened out of anger. She didn't know what to do. If only he said what he was mad about, she might do something about it.

This was the story of her life. Everyone found one reason or another to get mad at her. Maybe she deserved their hate. Maybe she was contemptible. She thought Jerrick was the exception when she was young but he too hated her without telling her why.

She was repulsive and that was the reason she stayed away from civilization. But she wasn't even left in peace there and dragged back here, only to get hated more.

Naturally, she thought of the one person who never hated her even when she hurt him. She became quiet and shrunk back to her shell.

Her eyes clouded as she looked at the floor. Oddly, her tears didn't fall. Maybe she had run out of tears. Thinking about Joar, she remembered something.

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