#Chapter 155: Trust Me

Tessa

My fingers trembled as I attached another crystal bead to the bodice of the gown. I’d been sewing for hours, but my mind refused to settle down no matter how much I tried. The same questions kept circling like vultures, picking at my flesh until it was raw.

Could it really be true? Was Mordred my fated mate after all these years? Was Gideon planning to marry Vivienne while having me design t