21
If only yesterday had been a terrible dream. Philippa wished that thought over and over as she pretended to enjoy her wedding breakfast. The boisterous mood of the guests in the room should have been welcome after everything that happened in the last few weeks, but she felt hollow compared to the happy, beaming people surrounding her. Her friends from Lennox House were here, as well as Beau’s friends. Not one guest was unwelcome, yet Philippa could barely manage a weak smile when anyone spoke to her.
Her grandfather handed her a glass of champagne. “I’m so glad to see you’re doing well.”
“Thank you. We were fortunate Lord Lennox discovered the correct antidote to that dreadful poison.” The entire situation had left her in a state of shock she hadn’t yet recovered from. It truly felt
