The Ex Who Escorted My Marriage
Language: en
The day we buried my father, the grief was a physical weight that finally crushed me. I collapsed right there on the manicured grass of Arlington National Cemetery. When consciousness slowly trickled back, the scent of lilies and damp earth filled my lungs. Then, I heard the voices through the ajar door of the cemetery’s reception room. It was Carter. Carter Kensington and his father, a high-ranking senator. "Carter, with the Secretary of Defense gone, the Harper family has zero political capital left in D.C. Have you thought about your engagement to the Harper girl...?" The older man was…