"Annalise."
What can she say to him? What can she say to the man she is marrying in a few days when he has just caught her kissing his longtime lover?
Jacob is still a solid presence next to her, but she has put enough distance between them that she can no longer feel his body heat.
She feels lost without it.
Squaring her shoulders, she breathes in and holds it, settling the last bit of her nerves. Inside she's still a swirling bundle of anxiety, but she knows she presents a strong facade. Chin lifted, she braces for whatever is to come next. "My Lord."
His eyes darken at the use of his title. The reaction could be taken one of several ways, but he is doing a better job than she's happy admitting at concealing his true emotions.
Jacob places a hand on her shoulder. It's very steadyi
