I Chose His Rival Blind

Summary

On my twenty-first birthday, my parents laid a dozen glossy photographs of America’s most eligible heirs across the mahogany dining table, gently nudging me to choose a fiancé.

I looked at my father and told him to just shuffle them face down and let me pick blind.

Because in my last life, I hadn't hesitated. I had reached straight for Preston Sinclair, the golden boy of Manhattan’s Upper East Side elite. The man I had loved since childhood.

It wasn't until after the wedding that I learned the truth: his untouchable first love, the fragile girl he had been forced to leave behind, had been…