Millie's bright smile was a welcomed sight to an overwrought and exhausted Haven. After leaving Logan's bed, she'd spent the rest of the early morning hours weeping into her pillow. She hadn't done that since the night Elgin left. Something about being rejected for a dead woman just didn't sit right. It hurt.
A lot.
Even after every other man in her life robbed her of joy, she thought Logan would be worth the effort, but he took her gift, and tossed it aside for a beautiful specter. She'd hoped he was different. She wanted to believe her heart was safe with him, but she couldn't have been more wrong.
Forcing a smile, she sat at the table, and allowed a footman to pour her a cup of coffee. It smelled like a skunk would taste, but caffeine was the best medicine for a sleepless night. The
