After three years of marriage, I realized that my husband's cleanliness can also have exceptions.

Anya, the untouched beauty of our circle.

That sentence had been circulating in high society for six years.

Because she had been married to Julian, the unattainable legal prodigy, for three years, and their marriage remained unconsummated.

Julian had germaphobia, to an infuriating degree.

Three years of dating, three years of marriage, he rejected all physical contact. No hugs, no kisses, and certainly no shared bed.

I used to refuse to believe it was impossible. A thousand attempts to entice him, a thousand failures.