Speechless, that’s the only word I could use to describe Madeline right now. Her face is twisted in anguish, hurt, betrayal…take your pick. Not only had I been too drunk this morning to actually talk to her about what my father had wanted but I hadn’t been able to do anything about the hurt she’s received at this table.
If Mr. McKenzie and my father have gone behind our backs to orchestrate this wedding then there’s nothing I can do. The ball is no longer in my court anymore, there are no moves I can make in this game of chess except to accept my fate.
It’s not the worst fate, it’s not love that’s for damn sure but Madeline is something else. She makes me feel something else, she makes me feel something I haven’t felt before. I’ve felt many things with other women. Desire, lust, need but
