“I did not show up for my wedding ceremony at the kahall of Santa Teresa a few days after my twenty-first birthday. My parents had arranged for me to marry a man named Vincent Headwater. He was from one of the most prominent families in the city, and my parents loved him liked a son. Vincent did everything correctly and said all the right things. He was supposed to be the perfect man for me.”
We had stopped dancing, and Darcie’s cheeks turned red.
“So why didn’t you show up for the ceremony?” I asked.
“My parents had forced Vincent to be my suitor. He was a nice and pleasant man. But I had no romantic feelings for him, and I did not like being in his presence.”
Darcie grabbed my hand and led to me to the couch by the bar.
“You hated Vincent?” I asked her.
Darcie shook her head. “No,
