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grueling day of giving talks and workshops about everything

from lighting and camera settings to achieving the perfect shot

and telling a story with every photo, she was exhausted.

Interviews were part of the process. They’d never bothered

Pierre. She’d always hated them. She didn’t know why she’d

agreed. To be amicable, she supposed. To do what Pierre

would have done. Because a part of her still wanted to make

him proud, even now that he’d been gone for over two years.

Even though that gossip hound of a journalist had been

sniffing at the truth.

Pierre had been the most generous, charming, lovable man

on the planet. There wasn’t a person in existence who hadn’t

fallen under his spell at some point. He was friendly and good

to a fault. His heart had been a great thing of beauty, greater

than the masterful artistry of his photography, which he’d

made his life’s work. Everyone in the world loved Pierre

Arnaud. She’d tried. She’d tried to love him more. Deeper.

The way only she could have as his wife. And she’d failed.

He’d captivated her, enchanted her, but Amanda was right.

He was a ticket out of her life. Out of poverty. He was a land

of grand adventures and captured images, a once in a lifetime

experience. He loved her with his entire heart. She’d only ever

been able to give him a fraction in return. He was a way for

her to lie to herself about who she really was and what she

really wanted.

Is it true that you prefer the company of women?

Amanda’s question rang through Adalynn’s head.

God, she’d tried so hard. She had loved Pierre. She had. For

a long time, he was her life. Her business partner. Her

protector, savior, and confidant. He taught her how to master

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