KENNEDY

 

Thayer was so good with people. He was natural, kind, and sensible. He never ceased to amaze me.

 

When I agreed to marry him, I wasn’t exactly thinking straight about the consequences. All I wanted was to help him secure his birthright. 

Again, I was selfish. Maybe because I would do anything for the people I cared about even if, in the end, I’d be giving something—my life, my freedom, and my heart.

 

I put on something sexy. I didn’t know what Carlott was thinking, sending me lingeries when her brother filled the closets with complete wardrobes.

 

I sighed deeply one more time before I walked out of the...