Through My Eyes

Through My Eyes

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Set in the late 18th century, this saga of love and betrothal envisions how girls of supposedly 'noble' families were lured into a marriage they do not necessarily want to be a part of. Seventeen year old Eloise is the daughter of a Duchess, a widowed Duchess.Her mother expects a lot from her, perhaps too much. One night, it is revealed that Eloise is betrothed... to a man she has never met. He is due to arrive for their wedding in the late summer and Eloise has no say in the matter. As time passes and Emmanuel proves himself to be a man that Eloise hates, she finds herself being drawn closer and closer to her childhood best friend, Damon. What will Eloise choose? Emmanuel, whom by marrying, Eloise will be able to uphold her mother's reputation, or Damon, with whom her heart lies?
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