THE EMPTY CHAIR AT HER SISTER’S WEDDING WAS SUPPOSED TO PROVE HER FIANCÉ HAD LEFT HER—BUT WHEN A QUIET STRANGER SAT BESIDE HER, KORA NEVER IMAGINED HE OWNED THE HOTEL, OR THAT HIS FAMILY WAS ALREADY PLANNING THE MARRIAGE THAT COULD DESTROY THEM BOTH

floor.

Tessa went, still looking back.

Kora pressed her thumbnail harder.

The music moved through the room, and somehow it did not break her.

That surprised her.

For eight years, she had believed that lullaby would shatter something if she heard it again. Instead, it entered her like a ghost and passed through her slowly. Painful, yes. But not fatal.

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