Being Yours
Holding her body as stiff as a live oak, her voice trembled as she said, T can’t thank you enough for your discretion.
Rachel rose from her seat and went to stand beside the other woman. The sunlight, which had seemed so comforting before, dug harsh lines around Linda’s mouth. Her eyes were glassy, tear-filled and desperate, as they focused on everything except Rachel. Her complexion paled, turning pasty against the soft waves of her brown hair. ‘What’s wrong, Linda?’
‘Nothing.’ She dropped her head forward. Rachel followed her line of vision to the enormous diamond solitaire on Linda’s finger. ‘Well, yes, actually, there is a problem. But there doesn’t have to be, not if you keep my secret.
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