Emmeline had chosen her prettiest white dress. It had always been one of her favorites, a dress she and Kelsie had picked out together while they were out shopping in Paris a year ago.
A year ago.
One year ago, there was no Amelia Kentwood. Matteo Montgomery was on the way to becoming her fiancé and soon-to-be husband, and she was still the prized jewel and sole successor of the Hawthorne fortune.
Everything was perfect one year ago. That all changed when Amelia arrived in their lives. Her marriage plans were ruined, she was kicked out of the family by the grandfather who had doted on her since young, and she had to resort to such dirty tactics in order to get the man she was always promised.
Her hand landed on her belly. A small bump had already formed, and maybe in a month or so, this bump would no longer be hidden behind puffy dresses and long skirts. Tenderly, she ran her hand down the surface.