“I cannot take it back. If there were anything in the world I could take back . . .” The breath left her in a stream of frustration then. “Tell me, is it the act for which you lack pride? Or the consequences of it?” He turned to her then, unable to find the proper words to reply. “The consequences?” “My sister landed you on your backside in front of all London, Malcolm. You did not care for it. You meted out punishment on the whole family after that.” Shame again, hot and angry, along with a keen instinct to protect himself. To defend his actions. But there was no defense. None worthy of the
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