"Do you ever wonder why no one ever noticed that we married Ross Oakley, of all people?" Heaven asked one evening, a curious lilt in her voice.
They were out on what they liked to call a wives' date—just the five of them who had shared the same fate back in the House of Fortune before Ross swept them away.
By now, Ross's marriage list had grown to the dozens, a number so absurd that anyone else would have collapsed under the weight of that many relationships.
Naturally, smaller circles formed within the larger family, and this group had always been the tightest-knit.
It wasn't that they disliked the others—far from it.
Over the months, bonds had slowly been forming between all of Ross's wives.
But still, nothing could erase the unique connection forged between those who had endured the same walls, the same nights, and the same uncertainty before being taken into a life they never imagined.
