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

two things.

She had not asked him his name.

He had not given it.

And the lullaby—the thing she had been afraid of for eight years—had passed through her without destroying her.

For the first time in six months, she had gone through an entire conversation without being the woman whose fiancé had left in November.

She had simply been a woman sitting at a continue reading …