Chapter 15

Cynthia had no idea Oliver was on his way to Moria. At that very moment, she was standing in front of a full-length mirror, trying on a wedding dress, her smile soft and radiant. "You look beautiful, Cynthia." Zayne Walker slipped his arms around her from behind, pressing a tender kiss to the curve of her neck. He breathed her in like she was the air he had waited a lifetime to find. Her cheeks flushed a deep pink from the intimate gesture. Even after six months together, she still wasn't entirely used to his affectionate touches. Cynthia turned, her eyes meeting his gaze—deep, unwavering, filled with emotion. For a second, she lost herself in them. Zayne had entered her life just days after she arrived in Moria. Luke had introduced him during a family-arranged matchmaking meeting. From what Luke had told her, Zayne came from a prominent family. The Walker family had long upheld the principle of one true partner for life. He had once been engaged—to a woman who tragically d