Chapter SevenLela lay in bed thinking of the Marquis and wondering if he had enjoyed himself with the Vicomtesse after she had left.
He had been so kind and understanding when she had told him her secret that she felt as if he had left a warm glow burning inside her.
‘He is – wonderful,’ she whispered again to herself
Then at the thought that they were leaving for England tomorrow, she felt apprehensive.
Although he might find her somewhere to live, she would never see him again.
‘I will never – never – forget him,’ she mused and remembered how he had kissed her cheek.
The feeling it had given her was very special.
It was almost like a shower of stars streaking through her body and it was a sensation that she had never known before.
Quite unexpectedly she found herself thinking tha
