The Midnight Confession

Lady Cornelia Ashby ruined herself with one sentence four years ago, and Colonel James Renshaw was the man who heard it. Now a house party, a dying estate and a forged ledger have thrown them back into the same room — and the same secret. To catch the solicitor bleeding both their families dry, they must pretend to be courting. It should be simple. It is not. Because every stolen glance feels real, every hand pressed against hers in a dark corridor feels like a promise, and the man who swore never to forgive her is the only person in England she trusts. But the forger is watching, and he has already decided which of them to silence. A slow-burn Regency romance of fraud, forgiveness and one very public confession.