“Julianna,” I started. “Hmm.” My heart thudded in my chest. “We are not Arabella and Elias or Sierra and Jonathan, or Camille and Lucas, or Mackenzie and Elliot.” The four tragic couple of this cursed castle. Julianna laced her fingers through mine, squeezing. “Fate had been cruel to us. I made choices that I’ve lived to regret. We both made mistakes. We had to fight for our happily ever after. In the end, I chose you. You chose me.” “We’re Julianna and Killian, and we deserve our happy ending,” I said to my wife. This wasn’t a pretty fairy tale. Our love story was messy and flawed – a twisted
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