For Five Years, Women Came to Meet the Blind Duke—and Left After Seeing How He Lived. Then I Found the Unopened Letters His Mother Had Tied With a Faded Ribbon. Four Nights Later, Benjamin Stood at My Window and Asked the One Question No One Had Ever Answered: “What Woman Would Choose This?”
The fire behind me gave a soft crack. Benjamin still had his back to me. I looked at the man…