Prologue

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Prologue

It was the year 1932 when he met her. As soon as he laid eyes on her he knew that she was different. She wasn't like any other woman he had ever seen, her eyes were a deep blue, her white blonde hair seemed to almost blend into her ivory skin. But what had attracted her to him more than anything was her personality. Her appearance made her seem like a porcelain doll, fragile and breakable but when you exchanged words with her you would know that she was anything but breakable. Twenty one years on earth had formed her into the iron woman she was now. All he wanted was to know more about her, this beauty of a woman that made him feel warm inside with just one stare. There was only one problem she was his uncle's wife...

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