Chapter 24

• He did have her try on numerous wedding dresses before finally approving some white silk and tulle concoction, accented with gilt thread, that Anna told herself she didn’t care about. Yet at the same time, as she looked at herself in the mirror, she was conscious of a strange ache somewhere deep inside her.
• She’d never thought a husband and children would be for her, and yet here she was, about to commit herself to both. That it wasn’t real, she knew. But that didn’t change the small ache inside her, the tug of longing for something…more.
• But that was dangerous, so she ignored it.