“I’m Gabriella,” she said in a tremulous voice. “Your wife.”
This gorgeous creature was his wife? Devil take it, he was married?
Why don’t I remember her? He tried to think, couldn’t with the room whirling like a blasted dervish. A hammer pounded against his skull, and another realization detonated in his brain.
Amidst the spinning darkness, words scraped from his throat. “Bloody hell, who am I?”
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