Chapter FiveAs the Marquis finished speaking, he walked slowly and with dignity from the room.
He did not look back at Valessa, but she felt the vibrations of his anger emanating towards her like a tidal wave.
She felt as if her head was filled with cotton wool and her legs were not her own but very slowly she managed to pull herself off the bed.
As she did so, she looked down at the Marriage Certificate where Sarah had thrown it and thought that it could not be true.
Sarah had said that a Special Licence had been signed by the Archbishop of Canterbury and the Parson who had married them was genuine.
Valessa felt herself shiver.
Then, when she managed to reach the door, she found herself in the corridor where her bedroom was situated.
There was nobody about although she could hear a
