Chapter 4

After that incident, the look Fiora gave Darian was completely different.

Gone was the certainty, the feeling that victory was hers for the taking. Now, there was a flicker of awe in her eyes and beneath it, a stubborn trace of resentment.

One weekend evening, Darian got called in for an emergency surgery and headed off to the hospital.

That left just Fiora and me at home.

She'd had a couple of glasses of red wine, her cheeks were glowing, and she started talking a lot more than usual. "Lilith, I really envy you. Darian may look cold on the…