Under the faint moonlight, Regina saw the darkness spreading in Colt’s eyes.
She knew if things weren’t cleared up tonight, this wouldn’t end anytime soon. Regina shifted, barely clearing enough space to speak properly. “Colt,” she began, “I didn’t know about that day. We’re both victims.”
Both victims?
A sneer curled Colt’s lip. “That’s not what the Walker family said when they came to my door. If you were a victim, why did you resign yourself to fate?”
Regina suddenly fell silent. Before this, she hadn’t imagined marrying Colt, especially after her family’s downfall. She had intended to write off the seven years she’d pined for him as a youthful folly. But when this outcome actually presented itself, Regina had to admit she wavered.
Her silence, however, was taken as an admission of
