A week had passed without her realizing it.
All she ever looked forward to in her day was when she would have to discuss plans with Theodore.
But at the same time, it made her furious.
How could he be so attentively accurate in planning her wedding?
The thought baffled her.
And yet, she was on her way to his office.
When she arrived there, it was empty.
Where was he?
Muttering under her breath, she turned around and went in search of him.
Phillip hadn't yet responded to her letter regarding Candace - which was unusual.
Everetta found him at the front entrance with Bartwick, inspecting a wagon of flowers.
"There she is, my lord." She heard Bartwick say to him.
Theodore turned around, his gaze falling on her.
Her foolish heart began racing as his gaze lingered on her, trailing down her dress before returning to her face.
When she drew near, she noticed that he looked quite… lively.
His eyes were bright, the colour of pure metal.
