‘You always had the option of telling her plainly — of being cruel to be kind.’
‘True. But somehow, each time I nerved myself up to do it, Sandrine was going through some life crisis or other.’
Lightly, she touched her slightly rounded stomach, and commented, ‘And now, I have a new life to consider.’
She was still play-acting, Rafferty realised. Only this time she was playing the role of the Madonna. Felicity Raine had missed her way, he thought, and instead of the great dramatic actress she might have been, she had taken on the even more dramatically demanding role of murderer.
Strangely, even now, Felicity seemed to think her dramatic skills might be enough to enable her to achieve a reversal in her currently unattractive fortunes, for she gave a rueful smile. ‘I realise now, of cour
