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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"You didn't have to kill the baby to get back at Jerrick," Jessamyn's voice was calm, yet laced with an undercurrent of sadness as she turned to face Imogen.

The revelation had shaken her to the core. Despite the anger she harbored toward Imogen, Jessamyn couldn't help but feel a twinge of pity. Jerrick's actions, however misguided, seemed cruel now that she knew the full extent of what had transpired. Imogen's pain, her desperation, was real, and Jessamyn found herself softening, if only for a moment.

But that moment passed as quickly as it came. She knew better than to be swayed by Imogen's tears, especially when she could see the faint glimmer of manipulation behind them. Imogen's sudden vulnerability, her confession, wasn't born out of a desire for redemption; it was a ploy, a carefully crafted performance designed to garner sympathy.

Manipulated Manipulator