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“I don’t want this any more than you do, but it looks like there is no choice.”

For him to be that…fatalistic about even the thought of marrying her hurt more than she’d ever admit. Lorelei shook her head. “With a proposal like that, how can I say no?”

She forced herself to calm her rapid breathing as she tried to make sense of what was happening. Sean was agreeing to marry her. For so many years, she’d longed for a moment like this between them—now she deplored it. It didn’t mean that he loved her. It simply meant that he was doing his duty. Logically, it was the best option. Emotionally—it just felt plain awful.

At least she didn’t love him anymore. That would have sealed the hopelessness of her fate.

A wry smile touched his lips. “You look like you’ve been assigned a fate worse than death.”

She nodded slowly. He seemed to think so. Why shouldn’t she? “Maybe I have.”