Genevieve Daylee didn\'t expect to be standing in front of a judge on her twenty-seventh birthday.
And, according to the judge, Isaiah is now her husband..
As of tonight, he\'ll be sharing her bathroom.
She knows next to nothing about him, other than he works as a mechanic.
Though he\'s more like a Riven Knight in dented armor than a prince on a white stallion.
Isaiah is her protector from the murderer at large in Clifton Forge.
And the father she met beside her mother\'s grave is as much of a stranger as Isaiah Reynolds, the broken man with soulless eyes standing beside her in front of the judge.
She\'s living in a tiny apartment above a garage owned by her brother, a man who loathes her very existence.
Her mother, a woman she once admired and adored, is gone, leaving behind a trail of secrets and lies.
But ever since her life became entangled with a former motorcycle gang, she\'s learned not to expect anything but trouble.
Genevieve Daylee didn\'t expect to be standing in front of a judge on her twenty-seventh birthday
