I had no words for the way I felt after having made Olivia cry like that.
No matter how a woman came into my arms, I never ever meant to make her feel like anything other than beautiful and desired. What was going on with me? Why had I let my jealousy of Bennett having her make me be cruel to her?
There was no excuse and I would do my best to make it right.
When I got myself together, I hurried back to the ballroom and made it into the party to see that the guests were beginning to leave. I hoped Olivia was still there. I looked around the room to see that she stood alone, looking sad and hurt. An uneasy feeling squeezed my chest.
I took a deep breath, not sure what I could say to her in the way of an apology. Then Bennett was by her side and I felt a sour taste rise in the back of my throat. He was helping her with her coat.