Chapter 33

Chapter 33:

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A faint furrow creased Andrew’s brow, as if her words had pierced straight through him.

A sharp, brittle chuckle escaped her. “Forget it. A year from now, we’ll go our separate ways. You’ll have no reason to come looking for my body, let alone bury me.”

He studied her slight figure framed against the endless sky, mountains standing like silent sentinels behind her. The words surged in his chest: Not while I’m here. You won’t die before me. He wasn’t a man who dealt in sentiment, but she would soon bear his surname. The least he owed her was that vow.

He had once been baffled by why his grandmother had chosen her for him. Now he saw it clearly—of all people, Cathryn fit him best.

𝘠о𝘂r 𝗇𝗲𝗑t 𝖿а𝗏𝘰𝗋і𝘵𝗲 𝗿𝗲𝗮d 𝗂s 𝗼𝘯 𝗀a𝘭n𝘰𝗏e𝗅𝘴.𝘤𝘰𝘮