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She pours drinks and forgets. But when her new boss starts watching her with storm-gray eyes, the quiet bartender known as Fay doesn't know she's Althea—or that Riven is the husband who never stopped searching after her father-in-law staged her death. Her best friend is the spy keeping her buried, and the truth won't stay drowned.
Market-day crowd jostles Fay as she pays for white lilies, when a tall stranger steps close, grey-blue eyes fixed on her temple scar. His voice is low, careful, German-accented: 'You don't remember me
BEAT 1 — FAY WAKES UP Fay wakes up before her alarm She's relieved she doesn't have to hear it She thinks about how aggressive the alarm sounds for such a small device Pale morning light filters th