sample-新婚日记-V-01-The Widow''s Vow-202606092020
The Widow''s VowThe fog clung to the Yorkshire moors like a widow''s veil on the morning Clara Whitmore stood at the edge of the Ashworth estate''s highest cliff, the annulment petition folded in her gloved hand and cold enough to burn through the leather. Twelve months. That was how long she had been Mrs. Edmund Ashworth by any count that mattered to society, and the entire duration of that...
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