Steffan stepped back. For a few seconds, the anger in his eyes was replaced by hurt. But it disappeared just as quickly as Racheal had seen it.

“You really think I am such a monster.” He said flatly. It was not a question, and there was no emotion in his voice.

He turned away, and continued undressing.

Racheal stood and just stared at him, unsure of her next words. She had always known this day would come, since the day her father announced the wedding. But did she really want to share ...