The guest house that stood within the grounds of Davies Manor looked like a doll's house, because that was precisely how Valeria had had it prepared. It was perfect to be the home they would share, but the illusion of carrying Valeria through the door evaporated when Nick saw Alice sitting on the porch, looking very aloof.

“You didn't tell me he was going to live here, too,” was her greeting, and it was addressed only to her sister. “Is it true that you married him?”

Valeria closed her eyes in