Everetta stopped just outside his door and folded her arms across her chest.
What had gone wrong?
She couldn't bring herself to go down those steps in her current state, especially after the servants had seen him take her up to his room.
Quietly, she slid down on the ground and wrapped her arms around her knees. Why did she have to fall in love with the most difficult man she had ever met?
The tears came rolling down, hot and unforgiving. She sat there for heavens knew how long, sobbing quietly. He had admitted loving her. He had admitted wanting her. So what was wrong now? Was he still upset because of her discreet visit with Philip?
True to his word, no servant came up there while she sat there. His wing was as private as he had promised it would be.
When she had no tears left to cry, she rose to her feet and dusted herself off. The image of him turning his back to her remained fresh in her memory.
If only he would tell her what was bothering him…
