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Anthony Bridgerton was never supposed to confide in Penelope Featherington. But between the lines of their letters and the spaces between their meetings, something tender takes root. As seasons change and scandals rise, they remain each other’s quiet constant—until friendship begins to look an awful lot like love. --- “You write like a man twice your age,” Penelope scrawled at the bottom of her reply. Anthony’s next letter arrived with only one line: “That’s rich coming from a woman who hides behind an alias to scold the entire ton.”

The last time he saw her, she was just Eloise’s shy friend. Now Penelope Greer is a widowed countess, a mother, and the most guarded woman in the ballroom. Anthony Bridgerton set out to find a diamond. He didn’t expect to find a flame he couldn’t look away from.

At the races, a single bullet meant for a viscount finds its way into a wallflower’s shoulder. Penelope Featherington steps into the line of fire without hesitation. Anthony Bridgerton steps out of denial without warning. What begins in blood and chaos slowly unfolds into clarity, devotion, and the quiet undoing of everything he thought he wanted.

After a riding accident erases Anthony Bridgerton’s memory of the past year, he wakes to find only one thing feels right: Penelope Featherington. Convinced she’s the woman he’s meant to be with, Anthony begins to court her—despite her protests, his family’s confusion, and the memories slowly returning. Even when he remembers everything… he still chooses her.

True!! People don't forget! #pussshhh

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