Chapter Twenty-Two
Just as Bennet spoke those words, a hard knock sounded at the door.
“Amara! It’s time to go, my love!” Christopher called from the other side. Bennet’s hand tightened on my waist as he watched me call out.
“Just a moment, I must fix my gown!”
Bennet rubbed his thumb across my lips before sighing, resting his forehead upon mine, “Please don’t go.”
“I must. Now that you know the truth, you must protect yourself.”
“I must protect the both of us,” he whispered back. “I love you.”
I closed my eyes, savoring the moment, “I love you more.” I then stepped away, making sure Bennet was out of sight when I opened the door.
“Are you ready?” Christopher forcibly placed my hand in the crook of his elbow as I closed the door behind me.
“As I’ll ever be,” I answered, following
