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Chapter Thirty-Nine
A Confession
“This entire night is a complete disaster.” Doreen tossed her fan on a nearby chair in her Uncle George’s bedroom.
“Doreen!” Aunt Sarah gasped, pausing at the doorway with Keelan.
“Well, it’s true,” her cousin pouted. She flounced onto the chaise and stared at the ceiling. “As the guest of honor, I should be downstairs entertaining my beaus.”
Uncle Jared had been standing near the bed, but at his daughter’s tirade, he stepped over to where she sat brooding. He frowned down at her. “Out of respect for your uncle, you will stay.”
Doreen turned her head to stare at the tapestry hanging on the far wall.
Keelan scanned the room for Garrison. No sign of him, thank God. She had taken a few moments to change her damaged gown. She also wore Papa’s gift, th
