dress, Emery’s necklace still dangling from her fingers. There was no undoing it now. Emery was gone. There was finally room for Lily to find a way into August’s heart, and she would. At the very least, she’d find a way into his bed. And when Lily bore a child that everyone thought was his, she would get what she deserved. For the first time in generations, things would be set right. It was a Morgan who’d planted the first seeds of the orchard and it was a Salt who’d pried it from her family’s white-knuckled fingers. But there was one thing that Lily had forgotten—that the magic belonged to
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