“My betrothal papers burned in the fire. It was the only good thing that came of it.” Colin released his breath, which he hadn’t realized he’d been holding. Just because he couldn’t have Amy didn’t mean he wanted some dolt like Robert to get her. Yet she had to marry…a woman had to marry. “Isn’t he still expecting you to wed him?” “That doesn’t signify.” She slipped a topaz ring on her finger and pulled it off again. “I would never have wed him of my own free will.”
