Coincidentally, just like that night, she was sitting in a dark place with this man again. The memories she had tried to bury slowly came creeping back.
The dark gazebo, the thin shawl draped over her shoulders, the kiss they shared, Cedric’s hot breath, and his hand that had slid along her back in a sticky touch.
‘I’m crazy.’
Her heart raced, and she swallowed nervously. All she could think about was how insane she was.
Suddenly, Cedric spoke up.
“Before… I was in a lot of debt.”
“Excuse me? Before? What do you mean?”
“It was the night of the Lorrell Count’s party.”
For a moment, Harriet felt her heart stop. She had thought those were her own foolish memories, but now this man was recalling the same night.
Was this a coincidence too?
Her heart fluttered, but Harriet instinctively…
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