Читать книгу The Fiancée Charade - Фиона Бранд - Страница 2
Оглавление“No Messena bride would wear anything but these jewels.”
“There must be something smaller, cheaper in the box—”
“If there was, no Messena bride would wear it,” he repeated.
The words Messena bride sent a small thrill through her. “I’m not a bride—not even close.”
“And that’s not even close to an excuse.” Picking up her left hand, Gabriel slipped the ring on the third finger.
She blinked, unexpectedly emotional, because the ring, this scene, was something she had never dared dream about. Yet here she was, and Gabriel had just placed the most beautiful engagement ring she had ever seen on her finger. It should have meant fidelity and undying love—instead it was all a charade.
