Read Enchanted - The Dressing Room Affair [Time Travel Historical Romance Novella] (Entwined Together Forever) for Free Online

bracelet over in her hands, slipping it carefully onto her wrist as she felt each facet and groove.
    “Good idea,” Chloe nodded affirmatively.
    Katie found her feet and took the bracelet into her room where she carefully tucked it into her jewelry box. When Katie was satisfied, she closed the door and took a step back, admiring the heirloom not only for its beauty, but for the beauty inside.
    “Well, I think that’s about everything,” Chloe called from the other side of the hall.
    They carried all the boxes downstairs and stacked the ones that Katie wanted to keep in the store room. They organized the rest for the truck that would take it to the Salvation Army the following day.
    As they walked past the locked dressing room, heading back up for another glass of wine, Chlo e stopped. “Hey… Did you ever find the key, Katie?” She nodded towards the dressing room.
    Katie sighed, folding up her arms and shaking her head ruefully. “No. I really should open it one of these days and clean it out. It would be nice to have another dressing room. Less congestion in the store… One just isn’t enough for all the new customers coming in these days.” They both stared at the door of the mysterious room.
    That night after Chloe went home, Katie sat in bed staring at the beautiful bracelet they had found in her mother’s bedside table. It shone and twinkled in the warm lamplight, putting the stars outside to shame. Whenever Katie touched one of the beautiful jewels embedded in the rose gold, she swore she felt a magical tingle spark through her fingers and zap down her arm.
    She couldn’ t explain it, but it was like no sensation she had ever experienced before. Almost magical.
    Katie rolled her eyes. Don’t be silly, she chided herself. It’s is just some old bracelet. She slipped it onto her wrist to see what it looked like on her arm. She admired it quietly. Suddenly, a memory raced through her mind. Katie sat up like a shot.
    “I have seen this before!” she gasped. “In one of the illustrations in that book!” She scrambled out of bed, kicking off the covers. She hurried into Isabelle’s old room. She made a beeline for the bookshelf where her mother’s books were aligned. Katie saw no sense in packing those away, or getting rid of them. She could still use them. Books were timeless.
    Timeless…
    Katie scanned the titles for The Timeless Love Affair . She found it on the bottom of the bookshelf and plucked it out of the lineup. She had not looked at this book for two years, not since the day Isabelle disappeared. She ran her fingers over the glossy black hard cover, tracing the gold swirls on it.
    The Timeless Love Affair was the familiar title. At the bottom of the cover were the author’s name and the date: Reid Walsh, 1856.
    Katie had lost count of how many times she had held this book and read the pages to her mother two years ago. She remembered that it was her favorite book, and for some reason it had helped relax her enough to put her to sleep. Katie was sure she had seen a similar bracelet to the one she found in this book.
    Katie quickly, but carefully leafed through the pages, trying to see if she could find the picture. It was wonde rfully illustrated with sketches and hand painted scenes. She found images of Bella Rose Manor, the stunningly handsome James and Reid Walsh, and the beautiful Irish countryside of Westport from back in the mid 19th Century. If her memory served her correctly, she also saw a bracelet that James gave to his beloved from the future, Isabelle.
    That’s your name, mum. Maybe he’ll come to find you and whisk you away to a faraway land back in time.
    Katie blinked back fresh tears.
    Low and behold, just as she was about to give up, there in the last chapter of the book was a picture of a jeweled bracelet. Katie read the entire page, scouring for an explanation. It said that the bracelet originally belonged to James Walsh’s great grandmother, and that it was one of two