And it would be Maria that he’d choose. Maria and their baby. “So what do you say? Will you marry me?”
Three
“All you have to do is say yes,” Steven urged her. He squeezed her fingers, implored her with those piercing blue eyes. “Say yes and we’ll go right now and find ourselves a justice of the peace to marry us. Then we’ll go back to Boston and break the news to our families. Maybe they’ll be happy about it, and maybe they won’t. However they decide to handle things will be up to them. The important thing is that you and I will be together—together with our baby.”
Maria stared at Steven. He made it all sound so simple, so easy. She loved him and wanted desperately to say yes and become his wife. But even if by some miracle she could persuade her family to accept a marriage between herself and Steven, she didn’t believe the Contis would ever condone such a union. And what about the curse? Perhaps Steven was right and it was nothing more than a foolish superstition fueled by overactive imaginations. But what if it wasn’t?
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