Never Pick Up a Stranger on the Road—Unless He’s Useful
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On our wedding night, Cole confessed that he was a celestial warrior sent down to undergo a mortal trial, already betrothed to a celestial fiancée. He didn't even lift my bridal veil, his voice cold and hard. "You cared for me for two years. As repayment, I can grant you two wishes." "Aside from asking me to stay." I clenched my fingers, peering through the red gauze at his distant, emotionless gaze. "Can you do anything? Can you bring someone back to life for me?" He let out a quiet breath, a flicker of relief crossing his face. "Your mother? Yes, I can. You two shared a deep bond; it’s…