Mira's body went still. It was the first time Zamian had referred to her as his wife, and the impact of that word felt like a lightning bolt through her. Her heart leaped, feeling like fireworks had exploded inside her. The word "wife" echoed in her mind, sending waves of warmth through her entire being, and for a moment, it felt like the world had stopped spinning.
She had known that tonight was going to be grand. The invitation alone had been an indication of the elite gathering she would be a part of, and the magnitude of the event had filled her with both anticipation and anxiety. Yet nothing could have prepared her for the effect of that single word from Zamian's lips. "Wife." It was a title she had been given, but hearing it now, spoken by him in such an intimate context, made her feel its full weight for the first time.
