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The nurse set a bloodstained diamond ring on the bedside table. "Mrs. Blackwood, you're finally awake. "Mr. Blackwood said to hold the wedding immediately once you wake up." I glanced at the ring that marked me as the Luna of the Blackwood Clan and let out a soft laugh. If it weren't for that decade-long prophetic dream, I'd probably be thrilled to wear it. In my dream, Lucas showed up on our wedding day with his pregnant mistress. He locked me up in the attic like a stray until I starved to death. And my corneas ended up in his mistress's eyes. I avoided the nurse's gaze, grabbed my phone, and keyed in an encrypted line. "Evan, I accepted your previous offer. "I want a death certificate in thirty minutes."