A smile spreads over my face and I resist the urge to throw my arms around him, so thrilled am I. But, I have more questions.“Why?” I ask, a little breathless now. “Why did you do this for me?”Kent leans back against the low wall. “Because I could tell you were miserable, Fay. You might not believ
I’m alone in the back seat of the black sedan that takes me to dinner at my father’s house. I look up at the grey stone mansion and grimace, not looking forward to this. I know that there should probably be some curiosity in me, some desire to know more about my family and my heritage. But honestly
“And this,” Alden says, gesturing towards the children, “Is my son Romulus and my daughter Estrella. Your…ah. Your half siblings, I suppose.” He runs a hand awkwardly through his hair.I smile at Romulus, who looks up at me with excited eyes. He’s the picture of his mother, really – dark hair, delic
Willingly, I follow Jerome and my other guard out of the room and into the hall. The three of us scurry towards the door, guilt roiling in me to be the cause of so much strife. Before I step out the door, though, I hear a little voice call out behind me.“Wait!” it says.I turn to see Romulus runnin
I fall back against my pillows then, tears slipping down my cheeks. I know it’s not my fault – I was just a little kid – but I feel absolutely rotten. I must have broken his heart into a million pieces. My door creeks open again and I see Daniel’s dark head peak in. “Fay?” he asks, hesitating. “Are
Kent storms into the dining room, where the table is set for four. He sits down hard in his chair at the head of the table, waving at the place settings on either side of him.“Remove these,” he says to the waitstaff, biting off the words in his frustration. “Have Daniel’s and Fay’s plates sent up t
Yet as every day passed, Kent felt his control over himself slipping, bit by bit. If he loses control of himself, he knows that he will lose everything. And yet…It doesn’t help, sometimes, when she looks at him that way. When she half-lids her eyes and pulls her lower lip into her mouth. Like she’s
I’m wolfing my breakfast down as fast as I can the next day, already wearing my riding boots and the tight fawn-colored jodhpurs I found not-so-mysteriously in my room this morning. I look towards the galley, but Kent isn’t cooking today.Where is he? I can’t wait to get to the stable – to see Heath