Chapter Twenty-Two
She could do this. She could do this.
Maybe if Margaret said this enough times to herself, it would come true. Surely, she could do this. She had been able to put herself forward when James was doing nothing more than standing by the wall; surely, she could do so again without him.
“Lady Farham, how lovely to see you, thank you so much for inviting us this evening,” the duchess said, greeting their hostess.
“Of course, Your Grace. Thank you for coming. Lady Margaret, I do hope you will have fun tonight,” Lady Farham said, giving Margaret a calculated smile. It was because Miss Farham was also trying to find a husband, Margaret knew, but it still unnerved her.
She pulled up a smile. “Thank you so much, my lady. I will do my best.”
They moved on, entering the Farham’
