Was the grass really greener for Ambrose Kerr?
"I've never told a living soul any of that before..."
Emilie stared up at Ambrose, as what he had told her reverberated in her mind. She hadn't really taken it all in - where on earth could he have come from to have lived like that...?
He ran his hand through his thick black hair in an angry gesture. "God knows why I blurted it out to you. I wonder if you realize...I've given you a weapon that could destroy me..."