Leslie’s eyes almost popped out of her face with shock and she gaped like a fish. “That’s the thing,” she stammered. “He asked me to marry him and I knew I had to tell the truth. But part of me knew there’d be a big scandal. He’s meant to wait a year, until after the unveiling otherwise the whānau will believe he never loved her.”
Hana shrugged, regretting getting involved. “It’s your life, Leslie, not theirs. You need to talk to Alfred, but you won’t know anything until you try. I’ve spent far too much of my life avoiding stuff and running away from issues which blow up out of nowhere. What I’m learning with the Du Roses, is to either put up or shut up. I’m sitting in here now because I’ve come across something to ‘shut up’ about, but I’m picking my battles. There’s a ‘put up’ coming, be
