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On my wedding day, I was not greeted by the bridal carriage, but a summons from the government. The man who was meant to become my husband stood already in the courtroom, poised and composed, as though he had been awaiting this moment all along. Harry Glisson shielded a woman who sobbed. She accused me with theatrical righteousness of slandering her and even attempting to kill her. The night before, Harry had blindsided me with the demand to marry another woman, sparking a bitter argument between us. I was about to call on Harry to defend me. Then I saw the faint curve of his lips, the subtle lift of his brow toward the mayor. The mayor caught the cue at once. Slamming the block, he thundered. "The evidence is beyond dispute. You will not escape prison today!" In that instant, everything became clear. I had believed Harry had abandoned his absurd ambition to take another wife. Instead, he had devised this elaborate accusation to force my hand. However, he seemed to have forgotten that I had once been the most powerful lawyer in all of Cormir.