THE EMPTY CHAIR AT HER SISTER’S WEDDING WAS SUPPOSED TO PROVE HER FIANCÉ HAD LEFT HER—BUT WHEN A QUIET STRANGER SAT BESIDE HER, KORA NEVER IMAGINED HE OWNED THE HOTEL, OR THAT HIS FAMILY WAS ALREADY PLANNING THE MARRIAGE THAT COULD DESTROY THEM BOTH

memory for the family of a Saturday night bride.”

His brass name badge read Henry Carrick.

“The earring,” he said. “Mrs. Park telephoned at seven. Housekeeping has been holding the room. Please come this way.”

Henry Carrick moved like a man who had decided decades ago that no one should ever hurry inside a good hotel.

He took her to the elevator, turned continue reading …