Chapter 37

• Amara's pov
• "I want to know what Remington will do when he finds out that Eleanor is impersonating Madeline." I laughed as I flipped the pages, "He thinks that he had found his duchess." Orian simply hummed at my words and I continued reading.
• We had somehow managed to close up the space between us on the bench. I was leaning into him, his hand draped around me, his fingers rubbed patterns at my waist, my head was laid on his torso and I occasionally turned to look up at him to check if he was asleep but he wasn't which gladdened me. I had almost begun to think that I bore him out with my reading.