Ethan said he wanted to hold a wedding.
Before the Caldwell family collapsed, I had begged my father countless times to approve our engagement.
My father refused every time.
When Ethan found out, he was disappointed, but he only stroked my hair and tried to comfort me.
"Claire, don't be angry with Mr. Dawson."
He lowered his gaze.
"I'm not good enough for you yet. I'll work harder. Once I'm strong enough that no one can bully me or look down on me because of my birth, I'll come back to marry you and give you the grandest wedding Crestmont has ever seen."
Ethan was a liar too.
He never came back to marry me. Instead, he destroyed my family, caused the deaths of everyone I loved, and dragged me into his bed in the middle of the night and forced himself on me.
There had been no tende
