“Do you love him?” The question surprised Sophie, and it was a moment before she found her reply. “Does it matter?” Sera sat on the edge of the bed, catching her breath. “It does, rather.” Sophie crossed and poured her sister a glass of water, watching as she drank deep before saying, “Why?” “If you don’t, you shouldn’t do this.” Sophie shook her head. “You think I’ll find another who loves me?” “I think you shouldn’t marry a man who doesn’t care for you.”
