The next morning, as the weak light of dawn began to filter through the trees in the expansive Ravenswood estate garden, Lucius decided not to go out to work. He stayed in his large room, despite the piles of work waiting for him in the office, but something more important than everything else called to him.
Last night, when he returned to the estate, Catherine hadn't eaten anything; she just lay still in her room with a tired, dazed expression. Though she hadn't said anything, he knew she was still suffering from frustration and hurt. That feeling of discomfort haunted Lucius, making it impossible for him to focus on his work. She, a strong and independent woman, had to endure the pain caused by rumors and the attacks from public opinion.
Lucius couldn't stop thinking about Catherine, t
