My heart aches, especially when I think about how you care more about other women than you do about me, it hurts so much I can't breathe...
I don't know why you kept your affair with Alice from me. Actually, as long as you're willing to explain it to me, no matter the blow, I can handle it. But I don't want to question you and humiliate myself...
Anyway, take care.
Getting up, dressing, and taking one last deep look at the man deeply asleep on the bed from the previous night's exertion, Rebecca Quentin quietly twisted the doorknob and left.
What Rebecca didn't know was that at the moment she got up, the person on the bed was already awake, and as she closed the door to leave, he slowly opened his dim black eyes.
When Rebecca arrived at the garden, Christine Quinn was already waiting there.
"Becca!"
"Sister."
Christine glanced around, "Were you seen?"
Rebecca nodded, "I deliberately avoided the servants."
