He pulled her into his arms and she beat at his chest. “No. I was there at two p.m. But it is because of me. Sit down and I’ll explain.”
She sat on his couch in his arms as he told her the story. Each word taking a piece of her new happiness with her. When he’d finished, she wiped the tears from her face.
“Pease don’t cry. I have my lawyer and investigation team working on how we stop this and try to get the cabin back.”
“But even if we prove wrong doing the cabin could be gone.”
“Yes. I’m so sorry. Can you ever forgive me?”
She wanted to say, “it’s not your fault.” She wanted to scream at the injustice of having the cabin almost in her grasp, only to have it taken away again—by something a Colter did. She knew that wasn’t fair, but she could hardly breathe through the pain.
She pushed to her feet. Her head was pounding, and she felt ill.
“I need to go. I need to process all of this.” She looked down at him and tears fell. “I don’t want to blame you. I know it’s not really your fault, but I’ve just lost the most important thing in my life and I… I need some time to grieve.”
“I thoughtImight be the most important thing in your life.”
His hurt pierced her heart and made her feel about an inch tall.
She couldn’t answer him, so she turned and fled.