"Gabrielle Nilson?"
She startled, wide eyes snapping to the source of the rough voice - to be met with a tall, dark haired man in a fine suit. A smile graced her young features as recognition sparked. "Adam? Adam Bookman?"
When he smiled it was dazzling and his entire face lit up. "I am."
She was lost for words - and that rarely happened to Gabrielle. Even so, just looking at him sparked warmth in her chest and unimaginable relief, knowing she was safe at last. He was her link to a better life, and the man she was to marry. Perhaps being a mail order bride wasn't so terrible after all.
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