The blood leaves my face. “You’re Brother Marus’ fiancée. You’re his Miss Montgomery.” “Yes, but I will not marry him,” she says in a rush. “I never intended to in the first place, which is why I ran away and took refuge behind a glamour all this time.
Yeah, just leave out the part where he locked you in a bedroom and told you he would heal your wild untamed fae condition. Or the part where your stepmom made the bargain in order to get her hands on your inheritance… yes, let’s leave out EVERYTHING important that needs to be said and state only the obvious.
