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Out of guilt?

Lawrence straightened His mind whirled with confusion For some odd reason, he found her rouilt, you ainst the injured party”

Or worse still—a heinous crime

She clutched her hands to her chest “An offence coly, sir, I can assure you I did not act with intent or malice”

“What is the nature of this offence, Miss Vale?” His tone held a serious note, though he wasn’t sure he wanted to hear the answer

“Two men are dead, and I am to blame” The words burst from her lips, lips that had clearly kept the She thrust out her ar her away to a waiting prison cart “I tend the grave because I killed Mr Farrow”

Chapter Two

Verity sucked in a sharp breath The flood of emotions she’d tried hard to suppress burst from her like water fro thoughts she experienced after gazing upon Mr Trent’s Herculean physique

Relief fought for supremacy, too

It felt so good to tell so hours a living nightmare Confession enriched the soul Isn’t that what the vicar preached in church on Sundays?

Everyone deserved forgiveness

Everyone made mistakes

But theher cri before her looht cast eerie shadows over his face, distorting the hard, unforgiving planes Those id beneath his unrelenting stare

“Tell me I misheard” The rumble of Mr Trent’s deep voice made the hairs on her nape juuided notion of culpability”

Verity sed