Juliet works a part-time shift at the in-house, and as I walk in, I throw off my tote bag and scan the bar for her.
Back in the pub, a low-class club is linked, and Juliet spends most of her time there. She has the responsibility of providing refreshments to the clubhouse patrons.
Since I can't see her in this room, I know she must be inside the clubhouse, maybe pleading with a man for a tip.
I'm struggling mightily to control my raging emotions while I look for an acceptable explanation for her behavior.
What she did is not justified in any way. No justification for not alerting me in advance.
I wanted to meet her in person before informing her about my choice to become Damien's wife, so I didn't tell her over the phone.
She persuaded me to give it a try, and I was eager to see the
