All her mother had to do was tell Uncle Shaw where the woman he'd forgotten was, and she could have saved herself. Then I wouldn't have had to suffer so much.
At the thought, the wound that had just begun to heal tore open once more.
Tears welled up, unbidden, blurring her vision.
Her surroundings blurred. Through a watery haze, she looked toward the main house.
'There must be someone inside.'
'It's probably my father-in-law. From what I know of him, he always acts with discretion.'
'He knows full well that Ruth Shaw and I are enemies, so he shouldn't be provoking me.'
'Was he threatened?'
'If I stay, will it make things more difficult for him?'
She was a mess, her mind racing. 'I should leave.'
'If I stay, the people inside definitely won't be able to sit still. They'll come out.'
"You're all so shameless," she said, then turned and ran.
Leo Yates, who had been staying out of sight inside, ran out after her. "Cecilia...!"
