Chapter 6

Hugh couldn't sleep.

It was three in the morning. He lay in bed, tossing and turning, unable to quiet his mind. The face of the woman from tonight's party kept haunting him.

She was both familiar and unfamiliar. She resembled Nina, yet somehow she didn't.

The Nina in his memory had always been so meek, never daring to meet his eyes. Every time he looked at her, she'd quickly drop her gaze, like a startled little rabbit.

But tonight, the woman's gaze was steady and blank. She wasn't trying to please him, nor did she shy away. It was merely…