“Don’t pretend you’re not gleeful they threw me over. Not that it makes any difference. I won’t marry Ray,” I sneered, pleased I sounded controlled. Inside I was a tornado. Emotions whirling inside me with flashes of long forgotten memories. “I know,” father hummed. “Believe it or not, I was thinking of you. Harold was desperate enough to risk anything. They didn’t know who they were dealing with. You kept them too far apart for them to realize who they were getting into bed with.”
