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406 pages, Paperback
Published March 12, 2026
Emory glanced at Amelia in the passenger seat. Grief had imparted a haunting stillness in her. She wore it like armor and settled comfortably in the silence between them.
Most funerals these days were couched as a celebration of life. The dead didn't need anyone's sorrow, and perhaps the living didn't know how to cope with it.
If he could hold a mirror to her, she'd watch her own willing surrender and love in the look she gave.It spurred Emory's possessive streak, She'd belong to no one else ever again. Mine.