(Aurora's POV)
She frowned and told herself she was imagining things.
There was no version of events in which her uncle had chosen *that* woman.
She turned and went back inside, already thinking about tomorrow's wedding and whether Phineas would finally bring his mysterious wife out of hiding.
(Author's POV)
Serena had slept three hours.
The silhouette she'd caught on the terrace last night - dark hair, familiar posture, sliding into the passenger seat of a car she didn't recognize - had circled her mind until nearly four in the morning. She'd been on the verge of talking herself into a conclusion when Sienna called.
"You're coming early, right?" Sienna's voice carried that particular brightness she reserved for days that were entirely about her. "I need someone there who actually k
