Anne Verlaine’s four year marriage to Geoffrey, Lord D’Aubrey, was a living hell. Her only comfort was her lovely new home — the village of Wyckerley in the heart of Devonshire. And even more irresistible was her attraction to Christian Morrell, “Christy,” the vicar of All Saints Church. He looked like an archangel, his strength something palpable, his golden-haired handsomeness a source of light in her dark life.
Anne’s husband had once been Christy’s closest friend, but war and life had scarred Geoffrey inside and out. Now he was going to leave her behind in Wyckerley, with the shocking truth of their marriage still hidden as deeply as his dangerous plans. Anne had no right to want Christian to love her, and no choice but to need him, even though she risked his ruin . . . and her own. But he was everything to her. She would defy this world for him . . . and the next.