Chapter 72 Taken

• Elora and Zade hadn’t ventured out to see their new home with guards. Instead, they were accompanied only by their chauffeur, a man whom Zade had trusted implicitly for years. His loyalty had never wavered, and Zade felt a rare comfort in his presence.
• He hadn’t even confided in Granny Primrose. For now, he wanted it to be just him and Elora who knew of the house. With the world believing Elora was dead, revealing their sanctuary to others felt like a dangerous gamble.
• As they stood a few meters away from the estate, Zade broke the heavy silence. “You know, I used to think I’d never find love,” he began, his voice low and reflective. “All my life, I was led to believe I would marry Hazel Emmerson. A contract marriage; nothing to do with love, everything to do with power. I dreaded that life. I wanted nothing more than to escape it.”