Chapter Three
He could make her forget her discomfort with only a smile. At those times when he told her how beautiful she would be, she was redeemed, exalted, happier than she’d ever been. The next minute, though, his criticism would plunge her into anxiety and depression.
She’d blushed deep pink when he’d first told her he loved her. Then he’d led her to one of the suite’s closets and shown her the most beautiful wedding gown she’d ever seen. It was white silk as fluid as a negligee, cut into deep Vs over the bust and back, narrow to the knees and full and round to the floor. He told her they’d be married as soon as she fit into it and she’d frowned. The dress seemed so small.
So she struggled to do everything he wanted. She’d had her hair cut and returned to its natural pale brown. S
