Chapter Three
"Can you believe that just happened?"
Someone had once told Charlotte that when a friend wanted a heart to heart, they always went to the friend who would give them the advice they wanted to hear. Charlotte knew what Eliza wanted to hear.
"I know, right," said Charlotte.
"I mean, Collin Hunsford could never make me happy. And I'm sure I'm the last woman in the world who would make him happy."
Eliza paced the length of her bedroom. She reached the window, about-faced, and then walked to the door, where she about-faced again. With each turn, her mane of hair flipped over her shoulder, like a mare warding off the advances of an eager stallion.
"Yeah, I know," said Charlotte from her perch on Eliza's pink bedspread. Much of the room was done up in shades of pink, which shou
