Layers of Blooms, No Sign of Her Face
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They called me the luckiest woman in the city.
An orphan, I had found a broken man in the gutters, and with a little begging here, a little borrowing there, I had somehow nursed Julian Devereux, the heir to the Devereux fortune, back to life.
In return, he had lifted me from obscurity and was about to make me his wife.
Everyone said he spoiled me, let me run wild with his affection. When I idly mentioned I liked pearls, a collection once belonging to British royalty appeared at my door.
