Marjorie's POV:
I decided to go see how Benjamin was, because I was worried. I hadn't seen him all night and when I woke, he was gone. I rode to his home with Annette and went inside alone.
The caretaker let me in as always, but I did not expect to see what I saw. Benjamin, Beatrice and her baby in her arms, a slim and tall raven haired young woman, the one I saw him with the first time I came, and another fair haired woman, probably a older than Benjamin, tall, with an impossibly provocative body. They were so beautiful, and I felt like a washed out little thing.
“Marjorie,” Benjamin said as he turned to me.
My eyes trailed lower to see the blond woman locking arms with him. Both women looked annoyed with each other, Benjamin looked confused and Beatrice, helpless.
“Who is she?”
