Castell

Winter loved him for ten years. He did everything he could to make him fall in love, adapted to his tastes, took care of him even without ever receiving a single sign of affection. He loved him for ten years, and for one of them he was married to him, but André Sinclair never loved him. The day he signed the divorce agreement, he decided that the next time he fell in love, it would be with someone who would let him be as capricious as he wanted, who would indulge him as much as he pleased, who would love him madly and be the complete opposite of that terrible unrequited love. An arranged marriage had never been a good idea, but it was already in the past and there was no turning back. There is only room for a new love.