They stand like that for a moment, his hands on her waist, she leaning back against him – just an instant, really, before she pushes away and loops her horse’s reins over his head, using them as a lead. Fay smiles innocently at Kent, silently thanking him for the lift, and the two head back towards
I just shrug and shake my head as I climb out of the door, letting him know that I have no idea. I see that Kent has left chaos in his wake on the way to his office, people standing in the hallway staring after him with worried expressions. As I walk slowly into the house, I see Daniel come down th
I picked at my dinner that night, the food not tasting quite as good once I realized what was going on in the basement. This world is so confusing to me. On one hand, there’s so much beauty to it – the two days spent at the stables were some of the happiest moments of my life. But everything that h
“Fiona…” I say, my eyes widening. “I don’t know if I can – that’s so dangerous. If Kent -”“Please, baby,” she says, true pleading in her eyes. “I know what I’m asking you to do, and I wouldn’t ask it if it wasn’t so important. I promise you, I promise – no one you love will be hurt by you doing thi
Breakfast the next morning is…awkward.Kent serves Daniel and I eggs and sausage, sliding the plates onto the table next to our cups of coffee without a word of acknowledgement. Daniel and I dig in silently, both intuiting that it’s better to stay off Kent’s radar. When Kent’s back in the galley,
Kent says nothing and I frown a little. This was Kent’s very theory – why isn’t he confirming it? The room grows awkwardly quiet. “Would you mind,” Alden says, breaking the silence and gesturing towards me. “If I had a private moment with my daughter? I still haven’t had a moment alone with her. To
I frown a little at Kent, blinking. What? He folds his hands and waits patiently. “What,” I say, hesitating. “What do you want to know?” “Everything,” he says, raising his eyebrows. “I want you to tell me everything he said to you, and everything you said in response.” I frown at him further. “A
I’m slightly shaken by the experience, to be honest – first talking to my father, and then reporting the conversation to Kent. I know that I’m a pawn in their game, but I hadn’t realized that I’d be expected to report, on either side, what the other had said. How do I manage this? I hadn’t lied to