CHAPTER FIVEAt last all the packing was finished, each box neatly tied with string and each trunk tightly strapped shut.
Dorianna blew out the candles and lay down to rest on her bed.
The curtains were still open and the moon was just rising. In the soft light that came in through her windows, she could see the heavy square outlines of all her luggage lined up by the door ready for the morning.
Her heart turned over and she felt sick again as she thought that this was her last night at Ashburton Hall as an unmarried girl.
If she ever did come back, she would not be able to have her lovely peaceful bedroom all to herself ever again.
‘I must try and sleep,’ she told herself and turned onto her side, pressing her face into the soft pillows.
She was so very exhausted that as soon as her
