![]() ![]() “Sweetheart … Severin isn’t like any other man you’ll ever meet. “I don’t think I should repeat a personal confidence.” “About the day his father left, when he was a boy.” As she saw Devon’s eyes widen, she asked, “He hasn’t told you that one?” “That must be why he told me the story about his father.” “I see.” Her shoulders slumped as disappointment settled over her. “Yes, but … we were getting on so well, and … I liked him so much.” You’ll never come up with the right answer, because there isn’t one.” ![]() Severin always so mercurial? He was perfectly charming, and then his mood turned sour for no reason.”ĭevon stopped in the hallway and turned her to face him. “I’ll walk you to the servants’ stairs,” Devon told Cassandra, and she went with him willingly.Īs soon as they had left the kitchen, Cassandra asked in a low voice, “Is Mr. Why had he suddenly become guarded?Īnnoyed and a bit hurt, Cassandra curtsied to him. But the blue-green eyes now held a chill of wariness. ![]()
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