Chapter 52 Fractured Vows

• The Lancaster estate glowed like a promise fulfilled. Rows of crystal lanterns bathed the gardens in a golden haze, and white roses—Sandra’s favorite—climbed every archway, their scent thick and heady in the warm night air. Tomorrow, she would walk through those gardens and into a new life as Mrs. Lancaster.
• But tonight, she couldn’t breathe.
• Sandra stood on the balcony of her suite, arms folded tight against her chest. The picture-perfect view below only made the unease in her stomach worse. Something wasn’t right.