Free ebook of The Road to Winterhill by Gloria Gay Jan 5-7, 2018
In the silence of St. George's Chapel the clergyman's voice rang unnaturally loud as Belinda squirmed in embarrassment.
Berrington's response was late in coming. Belinda saw the smirks of the few wedding guests crowding around them and felt the sting of tears at the long pause. Her awful deed had come to roost in her heart.
She wished he would say no. She'd rather be jilted than that awful hesitation in which she could see the smirks of "i told you so" in the guests.
Finally, Lord Berrington's voice rang out--loud, impatient and clear:
II do."