Chapter 196

• SIX months later, Elizabeth walked out onto the balcony at the estancia, feeling the sun warm upon her hot skin.
• The view from the balcony always enchanted her—distant mountains and sunlit highlands, plains and a river valley, and so much space.
• Tipping her head back, she ran a hand from her bare throat down over the tender peaks of her breasts to the slight mound beneath her ribcage. Despite feeling a little nauseous in the mornings, she had never been healthier. Happiness did that to a person, she thought smugly. And she was happier now than she had ever been in her life.