Once the carriage stopped outside the Manor, Haven nearly flew from it in a rush to be alone. Unable to sit still on the journey back from Hughgate, she replayed her conversation, or rather bitch fight, with Divinia in her head.

"You aren't right for him, not worthy of him..."

Was she worthy of anyone? Her mother, her stepfather, her own husband? Sorrow pierced her heart and lungs, leaving her breathless and chilled to the bone.

Pulling the pins from ...