Total pages in book: 23
Estimated words: 22685 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 113(@200wpm)___ 91(@250wpm)___ 76(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 22685 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 113(@200wpm)___ 91(@250wpm)___ 76(@300wpm)
"W-Why?" Eve heard herself whisper. "Why did you think that?"
She was tired. So, so tired of living in the past. And so if there was the smallest chance that they could really make it this time—
Hunter swallowed hard. "Because I knew..."
Because this time it was both of them—
"You would need God's help to forgive me."
This time, it was both of them who knew God...
"O-Oh."
Tears won over laughter, and Eve suddenly couldn't stop crying again.
Thank You, God. Thank You.
Hunter could his chest tightening with defeat as he watched Eve's shoulders shake at the strength of her sobs.
He had lost her then. For good.
And so when she looked at him again, he could only brace himself for the worst—
"H-How—"
But instead, he found an impossible glimmer of hope.
"How do you know so much about God—"
I don't understand, God.
"—in so little time?"
But he knew he couldn't possibly dreaming this up...the moment he saw a teary smile wobble up to her lips.
She fell into his arms at the same moment he hauled her close, and it was heaven...
He knew this was God letting him feel how a fraction of heaven would feel, to have Evelline back in his arms, and knowing that this time...
"I love you," he said hoarsely.
This time, they would make it.
Epilogue
YOUR NOSIEST SOCIETY columnist is back! Did you miss me, my gossippy little lambs?
I do so hope you did because boy, do I have the freshest cup of tea to serve on this fine Saturday morning...
Well, maybe it's not so fine if you're one of the countless women in San Antonio who harbored ill-advised hopes of nabbing billionaire rancher Hunter Ferguson (and if you are, my deepest condolences).
I’m sorry ladies, but you have to remember a very important rule: home is where the heart is, and in his case, the heart was really close to home (you know what they say about keeping your loved ones within arm’s reach! *wink wink*)
Yes, our favorite silver-eyed rancher is officially marrying none other than his former stepsister Evelline Ramirez today.
And get this—she might become his stepsister again while also being his bride since their parents (June Ramirez and Boris Ferguson) have plans to remarry as well!
These rich people and their relationship carousels, I swear. Marry, don’t marry, then marry again. Couple, un-couple, re-couple. It’s enough to make this gossip columnist’s head spin!
But that’s not the only juicy tidbit about this power couple. Evelline Ramirez may sound familiar because her name was splashed across headlines a couple of months ago in that high-profile corporate espionage case.
I know it sounds sexy when we say it like that, but once you receive documents titled The People of Texas vs. Your Name Here? Yeah, not so sexy anymore, right?
And yes, that’s exactly what happened with our bride-to-be, but guess what? Billionaire former-stepbrother-turned-husband-to-be bought her old company, Thompson & Wright, de-classified everything, sicced the city’s top auditors on the books, and voilà.
Hidden truth revealed, and our former-stepsister-turned-wife-to-be’s name is now crystal clear. It’s now People ot Texas vs her former bosses (karma bites hard, ouch!).
And speaking of even more karma...
I’m sure we’re all familiar with dear Janelle Kemp, Hunter’s once-beloved cousin. Sadly, this one leaves a bad taste in one’s mouth, and that is saying a lot, for someone like moi.
But seriously, it’s just so not cool when blood turns against blood, you know?
While Ms. Kemp has been made to sign an NDA tighter than this columnist’s favorite skinny jeans, according to our most trusted sources (and you know my sources are impeccable, darlings), she tried to get rid of dear Evelline not once but TWICE so she could remain the sole heir of her cousin’s ten-digit fortune.
Yeah, that backfired, obvs.
She’s now unofficially persona non grata in San Antonio’s elite circles, and about to face a case of blackmail from a certain Matthew Braxton, who apparently has some rather... compromising videos she used to manipulate him. More deets about this next time, but my little birdies tell me Matt has found redemption and employment at a prestigious ranch in Montana, safely away from all the Ferguson family drama.
Until our next tea-spilling sesh, little lambs! In the meantime, yours truly shall be lurking in the shadows of the wedding reception, champagne in hand, hunting for more delicious gossip to serve piping hot!
XOXO,
Ms. Tea for Tat
THE ANTIQUE GRANDFATHER clock in the hallway chimed midnight as her husband pushed open their bedroom door, Eve still cradled in his arms.
Husband.
How surreal it still sounded to her ears, even after everything.
Hunter set her down gently, his hands lingering at her waist.
“Having second thoughts, Mrs. Ferguson?”
“No.” It embarrassed Eve to hear herself sound so shy and breathless. "N-No second thoughts at all." But that was just how it was. She loved him that much, and he...
He loved her just as much, with the way her husband was now looking at her like she was the most precious thing.