Chapter 12She turned slowly, keeping the towel clasped to her bosom as I dropped my head to avoid her gaze. My tears were falling freely now, and I didn’t want her to see. A hand brushed a stray hair behind my ear, and two fingers, callused but gentle, lifted my chin.
When my eyes met hers, I realized we were startlingly close together. I hadn’t noticed just how green her eyes were. I had seen how fierce they could be, but now they were incredibly gentle and calm. It was like I was looking into her soul.
“Ms. Munro,” she said firmly. Her breath was warm on my face, and sweet with the wine.
“This wasn’t your fault. I did what I did of my own free will. One, because I promised your mother, and I never break a promise. And two,” she stopped short for a moment, breaking eye contact, “it was
