CHAPTER ONE
Countesses didn‟t hide in damp woods from handsome baronets, Serena Cambray told herself sternly. Once she had been
too proud to hide from anyone—how her current cowardice would have been reviled. Well, people changed, and the widowed Lady
Summerton perhaps more than most, Serena informed herself stoutly, and tried to sit as still and cool as an ice-sculpture on her
slightly damp tree
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