Aira’s POV
“Oh.”
Knox’s shouting had echoed down the hall as I approached his room. I’d been about to knock on the open door, but then I’d heard what he said about marrying me for the timber. I’d decided to wait outside the door to hear what other new nuggets of truth I might find out.
When Aaron burst out the door past me, he simply nodded without saying a word and let the door close slightly so Knox wouldn’t see me.
Something in me knew there must have been a reason for Knox’s sudden change. I stood in the shadow of the door, cursing myself for a fool for ever believing a word out of his mouth. It had been so obvious. How impressed he was with our timber. How he asked about our other resources. He was in it for what he could get out of Winter Harvest, not for me.
“Yes. Oh,” I said c
