Then slowly she put a trembling hand to her lips and, as she did so, as she felt them bruised and painful to her own touch, she knew that she loved him!
This was love, this streak of fire that had swept through her even as he had held her so roughly in his arms and kissed her so brutally!
It was almost like a blinding light to realise that what she had felt for him all along was not the affection of a friend but the love of a woman for a man!
She loved him! She loved him completely and absolutely and – he was incensed with her.
She picked herself up from the floor.
“I love – him,” she whispered. “I must go to him – I must explain – I must tell him that I was not – doing what he thought.”
She gave a little sob. How could he have doubted her? How could he have believed for a moment tha
