Miras - Nora Roberts Apr 2026

His eyes—those bourbon-warm eyes—narrowed. “You’re a terrible liar.”

Mira’s skin prickled. “I don’t buy mirrors.” Miras - Nora Roberts

“I need you to look at something,” she said, and opened the locket. His eyes—those bourbon-warm eyes—narrowed

Mira looked at him—this man with no ghosts, no shadows, nothing but steady warmth and stubborn faith. And for the first time in her life, she looked at a reflection and didn’t flinch. Because when she caught her own eyes in the dark glass of the workshop window, she saw not fear, but courage. And love. ” she said