But that time had long since passed and could never come again, no matter what foolish notions she’d started to entertain concerning the earl. Once, long ago, and so very briefly, she’d enjoyed the comfort of strong arms surrounding her, the unconditional, uncompromising love of a man. Hex felt her heart fracture even more at the sight of their love, toxic grief leeching into her bloodstream. The inspector followed her, wrapping his arms around her from behind and holding her tight, as if he would gladly absorb all of the lady’s pain into his own body. She stared up at its massive, diamond-studded wheels, tears streaming down her beautiful, blood-flecked face. “It’s all my fault,” Lady Christiana murmured next to her, breaking away from Inspector Drexler and approaching the now dormant device that had swallowed Rowan up in its terrifying light. And now…now, it was like losing him a second time. She’d thought she’d long moved past the crippling grief of his loss, but after the shock of yesterday-of suddenly looking up into a face that had haunted her dreams since she was eighteen, a face she’d never expected to see again-the grief had returned.
Even though he’d not been entirely real even then. For she knew in her heart that he was the same man she’d loved and lost a decade ago, even though it should have been impossible.
Or how he’d seemed to have no memory of her whatsoever, even after all they had shared together. This was not how things were supposed to end, before she’d had a chance to understand how he was even alive in the first place. All she could do was cling to Hector and stare numbly at the spot where the earl had last appeared to her before being swallowed up into…nothingness. ROWAN HARKER WAS dead, taking away all of the joy Hex Bartholomew felt in O’Connor’s defeat and Hector’s safe return. Why did I ever think writing a book about time travel was a good idea? I think it broke my mind. Thanks for keeping me company for the past two and a half years while I finished this beast. Thank you for respecting the hard work of this author.Ĭover art by Clarissa Yeo (Visit the author on Amazon, Goodreads, Facebook, Google+ or Wordpress, or Tweet her by the Author… If you’re reading this book and did not purchase it, or it was not purchased for your use only, then please purchase your own copy. If you would like to share this book with another person, please purchase an additional copy for each recipient.
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