CHAPTER FOURCelina could hear a strange singing in her ears. The whole world seemed to be throbbing around her.
The scene that had just passed should have left her devastated, embarrassed, horrified.
Instead she felt ablaze with brilliant life.
He had called her a countrified spinster, ‘on the shelf for years’. He had sneered and laughed at her and accused her of inventing tales about men proposing to her.
Well, now he knew.
He had seen the Marquis of Delaine at her feet and seen the Delaine diamond on her finger. And he had heard her reject, not only Delaine, but himself.
She had fought back and whatever happened after this, for one blinding glorious moment she had known an excitement that was greater than anything in her life.
She could face him with her head held high and that wa
