If not for the heaviness in her chest, she might have enjoyed how festive the stable owner had made the horses. Though thankful she and Chayston had formed an agreement, it hadn’t taken away her memory of the kiss. They’d been civil to each other the past two days, but that somehow made her yearnings stronger, and the stain of it all had her about to jump right out of her skin. Maybe she was a jezebel. If so, marrying the General would help, wouldn’t it? She had no idea, and that frightened her. She couldn’t let John down. Could not. Not after all he’d done for her. And she still wanted a family. A husband. Eleanor had hated her and her mother for encroaching on John’s attention, and she couldn’t help but fear how Chayston would eventually look upon her once she married his father. Why was everything so complicated? All she wanted was people who accepted her love. They didn’t even have to love her in return.
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