The ice congealed around her heart so she could almost hear hit cracking. “I imagine your mistress will be glad to have so much of your company, then,” Isobel said.
She could almost feel the pleasure that she sounded so indifferent.
”I keep my vows,” Abe said, and now she could hear the anger beneath the even, slightly mocking tone. “I have no mistress now, nor will I take one. You may be sure I will be faithful, my dear.”
“So you expect us both to suffer?”
“Suffer?” He shrugged,” s****l release is a mechanical matter, I do not experience any pain of deprivation.”
“But we could have so much more,” Isobel flung at him and took hold of his labels, shook him, desperate to crack the mocking façade.
“We could have had,” Abe agreed.” You have ensured that we never will.”
When her hands
