Chapter 17
NELLIE WOKE UP the next morning because faint light filtered onto her face. Through the window above the bed the sky was dull grey. Something warm and heavy lay by her side.
By the Triune, Henrik.
Nellie pushed herself out of the bed, her heart thudding. It was already light, and he’d been here all night. She remembered how he had rested his head saying that he should really go downstairs.
The ice-cold air bit into her skin. Shivering, she found her overdress and stockings and pulled them on.
Henrik opened his eyes.
“Don’t look.”
He smiled. “Is there anything I haven’t seen?”
“Not in the daylight. This is so embarrassing. What is your family going to think?”
“Nothing they haven’t thought from the moment we came to the house together.”
And those looks had been uncomfort
