Chapter 21: Uncertainty“Rowena,” I said tentatively, “do you think it's wrong to spend time with Conal? So soon after Lucas died?” I was sitting on a stool in front of the bathroom mirror and I watched her anxiously in the reflection. Dressed to attend the funeral services, Rowena had volunteered to fix my hair before I left.
She paused in the midst of brushing and I was reassured by her warm smile. “Of course not. You were in love with Conal, just as you were in love with Lucas.” She returned to carefully brushing my curls. “Ben and I will be delighted if you're happy. Conal adores you, it's been clear from the very first time I met him in Mississippi.”
“I'm frightened of what people will think,” I admitted quietly. “I'd hate for anyone to get hurt by our actions.”
Rowena put down the
