Amy watched Priscilla look her over and instantly dismiss her as untitled and insignificant. “I’m glad of your acquaintance,” Priscilla said with a small bored bow. Amy opened her mouth to respond, but no words came out. The very sight of Priscilla had rendered her speechless. God in heaven, if Priscilla were Colin’s idea of the perfect woman… Titles aside, she was Amy’s complete antithesis. Priscilla was tall where Amy was diminutive, fair where she was rosy, straight where she was curvy, and cool where she was emotional. Priscilla’s hair was blond, short, and styled, while Amy’s was dark,
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