Chapter Twenty
Collin turned the ring over in his hand. The sparkle of the diamond in the setting sunlight didn't bring him the joy it did whenever his mother wore it. The ring shouldn't be in his hand. It should be on Charlotte's.
He should be out in the fields with her, watching her as she helped with the horses. Talking with her about the improvements they'd agreed to make to the ranch. Gazing at her as she spoke to him while he easily and clearly understood her every word and meaning because she hid nothing.
Except Charlotte was hiding now. She had gone away from him, driven off in the car that he had gifted her so that she could get around. Collin didn't understand what he'd done wrong. More than anything, he was regretting that getaway gift.
"She probably left because you didn't
