Grey absently chatted with government officials and wealthy local businessmen from Bellatrix in the reception hall.
Yet his mind kept replaying the scene of Evelin plunging into the ocean to rescue that child.
Her determination had been absolute, without even a moment's pause.
'How many people have that kind of bravery?' Grey wondered.
He reflected, 'I wanted to rush forward when I saw the child fall, but if I'd actually moved, would I have jumped in to save him, or would I have hesitated at the water's edge?'
Being honest with himself, he knew the latter was more probable.
He couldn't shake the question of whether Evelin had been telling the truth.
With her swimming ability and that kind of courage, if she'd really spotted him in the river back then, she would have dived in to rescue him without question.
But if Evelin wasn't lying, that meant Grace was.
At this thought, his grip on the wine glass shook, nearly spilling the contents.
