First, there was Aaron Wyatt, so devoted he'd lay down his life for her.
And now there's Quentin Holland. Damn it, he spent three years preparing to come to Celestia just to take care of Annabelle Linton?
Holy crap.
'Leona Grant felt an exhaustion that went bone-deep. He had only himself to blame for being too young and naive back then, a poor judge of character.'
'If he had just treated Annabelle Linton better back then, there'd be no Aaron Wyatt, and no Quentin Holland.'
'Wait, no. What exactly are Quentin Holland's feelings for Annabelle Linton?'
Leona Grant turned and gave him a cold look, raising an eyebrow. "Let me say this again: Annabelle Linton is my wife. We're doing great, and we're not getting a divorce. So, may I ask who you are to her?"
A flicker of light flashed in Quentin Holland's eyes when he heard this.
Then, his lips curved into a faint smile as he said softly, "The man who wants to protect her for the rest of her life."
