One year ago, the Daily Prophet printed its largest headline in decades. MINISTRY PASSES MARRIAGE CLAUSE OF 1635. Some called it necessary. Others called it an outrage. Every ancient family in Britain called an emergency meeting. Three months later, my engagement to Lord Lorenzo Berkshire occupied the front page. The first union sanctioned under the new decree. Britain became invested before either of us had the chance to be. For ten months we smiled for portraits, danced beneath crystal chandeliers, exchanged rehearsed pleasantries at Ministry galas, and answered the same question a hundred different ways. Are you happy? We always lied. Our wedding was one month ago. I have learned that living with someone is not the same as knowing them.