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Chapter 1: The Truth She Never Meant to Hear Havenbrook. Winter solstice. "Yvette Warren isn't good enough for me. I only married her out of obligation." "But don't worry, Yaz. Once the three years are up, I'll file for divorce and marry you. Okay?" "You don't believe me?" A soft laugh. "You're the only woman I've ever loved. If you don't believe me, you're welcome to cut out my heart and see for yourself." The flirtatious murmur seeped through the study door and straight into Yvette's ears. Two years of marriage, and Sebastian Shaw had never once spoken to her like that. She stood frozen in the hallway, her whole body gone cold. Her fingers locked around the ceramic cups she'd been holding — the ones she'd spent five or six days making — and she couldn't move. Couldn't breathe. Couldn't make herself believe that her husband had just said those words. Tears fell onto the glaze she'd fired herself. The irony of it cut deeper than anything else. She tilted her head back and wiped her face, then let out a short, bitter laugh. Sebastian was right about one thing. She was the outsider. She always had been. She'd been mixed up at birth — a nurse's mistake — and handed to a woman who'd wanted a son. That woman took one look at her, conferred with her husband, and passed the baby off to his father without a second thought. Then, on the third day after Reginald Warren brought Yvette home, that couple died in a car accident. And so it was just the two of them — Yvette and her grandfather — for the rest of his life. When she was twenty-two, Reginald passed away. The Moore family came looking for her shortly after, claiming she was their long-lost daughter. She went back. Her biological parents treated her like a stranger. Her brother made it clear she wasn't welcome — he was afraid she'd steal the affection they'd always lavished on Yasmine Moore. The girl they'd raised as their own. Yvette had never wanted to take anything from Yasmine. She just wanted a family. Her parents s
