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I found the letter on a Tuesday, buried beneath a pile of bills I never...

My name was Clara Whitmore now, though for twenty-seven years I had been Clara Haines, daughter of a shipping magnate who died in a fire that consumed everything including the truth. When Arthur proposed, half of Whitmore Hall whispered transaction and the other half whispered desperation. I was nineteen, newly widowed to a man eight years my senior who had died before the wedding ring touched...

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