Historical Romance: April Books 1 - 4. Marguerite Kaye
very, very sorry, because all I ever ever wanted—well, I’ve said it all.’
‘Tahira.’ He caught her by her shoulders, turning her to him. His arms slid down her arms, but he made no attempt to pull her any closer. ‘Promise me you will at least try to be happy?’
A demand? A plea? Was she imagining the hint of desperation in his voice? No more lies. ‘I will be happy thinking of you being happy,’ she said, pushing the fall of his hair away from his brow.
‘You didn’t really mean it, did you? When you said—no one could endure to marry another man if they—you didn’t mean it, did you?’
She meant it. She would be enduring it. But he sounded so pained, so painfully eager for her denial. Though her heart was breaking, she managed a tiny shake of her head, keeping her fingers crossed behind her back, speaking the words to herself, even as she denied them. I love you. I love you. I love you.
Christopher groaned, pulling her tight against him. She tilted her face for his kiss. His lips hovered over hers, and then with a sigh he let her go. ‘Goodbye, Tahira.’
This time, it was final. ‘Goodbye, Christopher.’ My darling, she added to herself, for the last time, my love.
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