Micah couldn’t get Darya out of his mind.
Stunning was too mild a word to describe her performance on the catwalk.
She had the beauty of a forest nymph and the grace of a jungle cat.
Her walk oozed confidence.
With a face like hers and a strut like that, she could have easily led a life of fame, fortune and glamour.
Yet, she spent three years leading a hermit-like existence as his wife.
Other than his family, she seldom interacted with anyone else.
Micah thought back and realised, once again, how little he knew about her.
Why didn’t she tell him she was a model?
Micah had to thank Ryan for dragging him here tonight.
Without his friend, he wouldn’t have had the opportunity to discover yet another fascinating facet of his ex-wife.
Thinking of her, he scanne
