![]() ![]() ![]() It would be so easy to tell Alec what had been happening. She’d thought her tears from earlier were well and truly dried up. Unable to withstand his close scrutiny, she strode over to the hearth and closed her eyes for a second, fighting the urge to cry again. A time she wished she could escape back to. He was still calling her by her maiden title, and there was something so familiar about him doing so, it reminded her of a time long ago. “She asked me to check on you.” He paused, staring steadily at her. “Sophie sent you, then?” was all Connie could think to say. Often ignoring him at assemblies and the like, simply because he hadn’t fawned over her like the other men had. She cringed with the thought of how badly she’d once treated him. She’d never met a more honorable or honest man. This was a man who would have no need to take out his anger on anyone weaker than he. But there was also a steadiness to him, a gentle strength, that Connie felt drawn to. A strange combination of rugged athleticism mixed with the air of a scholar. Taking a deep breath, she turned around, only to be caught in Alec’s penetrating gaze. ![]()
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