Prologue

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Prologue

The room felt like ice as I tried to look away from his eyes, his stare was penetrating and cold I couldn’t bear it any longer.

I’d made him look like the biggest fool in the world there was no denying it; I felt guilty about it but there was nothing left to answer for I’d made myself clear; his proposal had been all in vain.

Of course I’d immediately accepted and now here was I detracting my answer, I knew I must have been making him feel like the biggest loser in the whole wide world but there is no polite way to say it.

I tried not to cry in front of him and look feeble as I looked up now into his cold dark blue eyes; they reminded me so much of Forget Me Nots it was hard to fight the memories wanting to flood my mind.

Our short lived romance seemed vivid as I walked out the apartment door and now my future looked so unclear…

Would Ezra Wentworth still remember me in ten years as the sweet girl he loved or would I forever be in his memory as the girl who duped him and played him like a fool?

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