Synopsis
The Duke's missing daughter has been found. A child raised poorly in a nursery, her true origins only discovered long after they should have been. Everyone rushed to welcome her, arms open, relief on their faces. But I, the one running that place, felt nothing close to happiness. Because none of this belonged to me. * * * "Take my place and… live the life I was meant to." Those were my friend's last words before she died — the real princess of the nursery where we both grew up. She was too small, too weak. The cold that winter…
