*EDEN’S POV

Eden clutched Ian’s arm. "The bride. I am now Lady Hadleigh." Her veil lifted and she saw her husband's face approaching, grave and very pale. His eyes were a dark brown as he

 contemplated his features. 

"He's realizing he's done something irrevocable," Eden mused as he leaned in to kiss her. 

She wished the passionate kiss would last longer, to reassure her, but Ian was already getting up.

 An elegant but bewitching kiss, adapted to these solemn circumstances. Ian always knew what to do, on any occasion…

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"And I don't, not at all." Eden had thought she was perfectly in control of herself , until Ivan entered...