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From that night on, Dad took care of us.
He took us back to New York to live with him, married Mom two days after we landed, and gave us everything we ever wanted, including a new life.
But most of all, he loved us so very much.
And still continues to.
That’s why I’m here, doingthis.
It’s my turn to save him.
In the grand scheme of things, giving the next seven and a half months of my life to Knight Grayson is nothing in comparison to all my father has done for me and my mother.
I just hope I survive it and keep my head above water. I’ve never met anyone like Knight before. A beautiful devil with a twisted heart.
People say monsters aren’t born. They’re made.
I wonder…what made him.
Chapter11
Aurora
“Drink up, honey.” Madison raises her voice and a glass of champagne.
My shoulders slump. “Madison, it’s barely eleven in the morning.”
“And I’m sure it’s five o’clock somewhere in the world.”
Trust her to say that.
I bite back a smile and sink into the hard back of the wicker chair.
We’re sitting under one of the gazebos in the garden overlooking the beach.
Madison arrived fifteen minutes ago. Denise brought us out here to a fine spread of sandwiches and delicious finger foods. As soon as she left, Madison pulled a bottle of champagne from her bag. It was supposed to be the celebratory drink she got the other day when we knew I wouldn’t be marrying Nathan. Now it’s a drink-away-your-sorrows drink.
I’m still not in the mood to drink, but I need it to calm me down.
“Come on, Aurora, don’t let me drink by myself.” She holds out the glass she poured for me.
I take it, smelling the scented bubbles. “If I get drunk, I blame you.” I pretend to scowl.
“Darlin, just be thankful for small mercies like pink champagne.” She raises her glass like she’s going to toast, then I realize she is. “To strength in tough times.”
My heart squeezes. Boy, do I need the strength of an army to get through the next few months. “To strength.”
We drink, and I allow the bubbles and the tangy taste to take my mind away for a few seconds.
“Good, right?” She smiles.
“The best.”
She picks up one of the mango and lime chicken sandwiches and starts nibling on it. “Good Lord, these are divine,” she drawls.
I take a triangle from the platter and eat one, and wow, it truly is delicious. “This tastes like heaven.”
“At least the food is good.” She nods and reaches for another sandwich. I do the same.
