Consumed by grief and rage, Edith teeters on the edge of madness. The Reynolds household, responsible for her mother’s death, has branded her a madwoman, leaving her powerless and seething with a thirst for vengeance.
Then fate offers her a chance, marriage to Duke Myers, the third prince rumored to be perfect in every way.
It’s a marriage of convenience, each intends to use the other, but Edith harbors a darker purpose.
‘If I can craft a hell so subtle that you never see it coming, I will stop at nothing. Smile while you can, Reynolds.’
With every step, Edith paves a path that will lead them straight into the flames of ruin.
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