TAYLOR
Weeks had passed, and I never got a chance to see Vladimir again. He never spent the night in our royal chamber. When he comes home, he barely throws me a glance. He was staying in one of the guest rooms, presumably with Lady Diane, who was set to be his new concubine. There's nothing new about this setup; I should be used to it since I have already endured it for the last three years. But the pain is much worse this time. Just when I thought everything was going fine, he broke every promise that he made in just one night.
Right now, I'm torn between fighting for what is rightfully mine or setting myself free from all this agony. What's the point of bringing me back here if he's going to make me feel the same pain I have endured while married to him for three years? I shouldn't co
