Can you imagine what it’s like on the floor of the Stock Exchange with one’s colleagues looking sideways at me? Our engagement has been announced, surely that was enough? The wings of love, indeed. Marriage is a private affair. I have no idea what you will say next to the press. If you are going to be one of these famous people, you should think carefully what you say, because others are always involved. She didn’t understand this reaction, although she had an idea that the wings from Savelli had caused Edward some discomfort. As if he doubted the manner in which she had obtained them, perhaps. Or it might simply have been that, now that her fame had spread, reporters had turned up at his untidy bachelor’s flat, looking for clues about their lives. The distance between them seemed immeasurable. She longed to end things with Edward immediately, but Charles Ulm would hardly thank her if she did. It wouldn’t do for him to think that one illicit night could claim her heart.
