When her meticulously crafted marriage to Elijah Rossi shatters on her wedding night with a brutal revelation: "There is no us, Imogen. There never was." Imogen is abandoned by her husband and further faces an even crueler twist when her husband refuses a divorce. With the arrival of Isaac Rossi, Elijah's revenge-driven half brother, Imogen strikes a clandestine deal with her brother-in-law to navigate a dangerous game of deceit, seeking to outmaneuver her indifferent husband. As loyalties are tested, Imogen must decide which brother is right for her. The one she was made for or the one she burns for.
DEBORAH'S POV
The crystal flute felt cold against my lips as I sipped the champagne, hoping it would dull the tedium of this insufferable gathering. Father's grip on my hand was firm, steering me through the crowd of socialites like a prized show pony. Their vapid chatter washed over me in waves, and I found myself nodding mechanically, my responses as rehearsed as they were hollow.
My eyes scanned the room, searching for the one face that could make this evening bearable. Elijah. But he was nowhere to be seen, and his absence made the opulent ballroom feel cavernous and oppressive.
I couldn't take it anymore. The walls seemed to close in, the voices growing louder, more insistent. I turned to Father, plastering on what I hoped was a convincing smile. "I have to use the bathroom," I announced, cutting into whatever dull conversation he was engaged in.