Chapter Ten
Dr. Addams took Lucretia to his private office. It was the same one she had been in when her father had sold her into this life. This time they sat in the two side chairs, not as doctor and patient, but as two people trying to reach an agreement. The doctor had even given Lucretia a dressing gown to wear as a gesture of respect. Tea was brought in by the mute girl Lucretia had seen earlier, along with the partially touched breakfast tray.
Without being asked, Lucretia reached over and poured their tea into the delicate rose and gold patterned cups. She never had eaten the muffin earlier and had probably lost it someplace in her dash to the barn. “I’m sorry about everything,” she said, a different type of shame making her hands tremble.
“As am I.” He set his own cup aside. “
