page59 (1/2)
Seb retraced his steps, anticipating the moment his steps would lead hilie The Nor out over the water flanked by the white plaster and tiht reflected off the lead-paned s Finally the house itself, a perfect exaian architecture
Daisy was right: it wouldfor a TV series
Seb’s heart twisted Painfully
What if she didn’t couests already beginning to arrive in the village and in neighbouring hotels? If the wedding was called off the resulting publicity would be incredible, every detail of his own parents’ dooe exhumed and re-examined over and over
The usual nausea swirled, sweat beading at his forehead, but it wasn’t at the prospect of the screa co being called off
Slowly he wandered back towards the castle barely noticing the spring sunshine war It wasn’t as if he had wanted this grand, showy affair anyway It was a compromise he had had to make for the baby, wasn’t it?
Or was it?
The truth was he hadn’t hesitated He’d taken one look at Daisy’s face as she’d read through that long list of na of her dreams
Truth was he couldn’t deny her anything
He wanted to give her everything—not that she’d take it, absurdly proud as she was
She was hardworking, earnest and underestimated herself so much she allowed everybody else to underesti behind her red lipstick, her quirky style and her camera
He kne she put herself down, ement she was sure would coether, to show him her work—and yet he had thrown all her enthusiasm, all her help back in her face
Shaht He hadn’t wanted to listen, to accept that a fresh pair of eyes could ever see anything in Hawksley that he couldn’t see Hadn’t wanted to accept that he was stuck on the wrong path
He had spent so long ensuring he was nothing like his spoilt, irandfather: upstanding sure, also rigid, a relic froed even as his staff and income shrank and his bills multiplied
It seeuilt and shaht: he did need to es and fast
Starting with the estate Much as he wanted to juiveness he had to es first That way he could show her
Show her that he had listened, show her that her work had value