The Paper Wife

Daphne’s POV

The sunlight that spilled across the silk sheets of the East Wing guest suite was too bright, too cold, and entirely too quiet.

I blinked my eyes open, the heavy silence of the Lancaster estate pressing against my eardrums like a physical weight. My hand reached for the other side of the king-sized bed, searching for the warmth of a body, the presence of a husband, or even just the me