“Quiet,” Natalie said. “I told her she had no right to blame you for trying to look after your own interests when everybody knew she was a bloody gold digger. I expected her to defend herself but she…she just left.”

“Fuck,” Jonathon said, dropping his head into his hand. How the hell was he going to make this right?

“I’m sorry Jonathon,” Cassie said, resting her hand on his arm. “If it’s any consolation, I think she really does love you.”

He ...