She then paused for a moment on the threshold, knowing that with one more step she would violate William’s privacy, betraying his trust yet again. A deep breath strengthened her resolve. She could turn to no one for help in this matter and was therefore forced to protect herself and her loved ones by whatever means necessary. Her movements were quick and determined this time as she walked through to her husband’s sanctuary—a room she’d visited on only one previous occasion. Her eyes went directly to the couple of chairs where they’d sat and shared a glass of brandy together two days earlier. She doubted that he’d be inclined to share anything with her again if he discovered her rummaging through his things like a thief in the middle of the night. Turning about, she wondered where to start. It was one thing to be in his room without permission but far more difficult to actually open a drawer and peek inside. It would also be a lot harder to explain such an action if she got caught.
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