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Chapter 87

Author: Destiny Williams
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"Was it real?" Rafael muttered, pacing with the length of his study where his mind was already swollen with memories. Yet he could envisage it.

That image seared upon his brain; Bernice with another man. He fisted his hands at his sides, this doubt which gnawed at him for years. Had he seen all that the thought he did or had he let his anger blind his judgment?

He looked forth by the great window over the garden, but his gaze was far indeed from the peaceful scene. It was years, yet never a whit had the torture worn.

The vision of Bernice with that man seemed some hideous nightmare from which he could not wake. But now… now something has altered. Something stirred in his mind and woke him to doubt all that had gone before.

The knock cut through his reverie. Rafael heaved a heavy sigh, ran a hand over his face, and called out, "Come in."

The door creaked open, and in came Madam Looking so grave. She was more than the confident head of the house to him, even more so in stormy moments
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