Chapter 13

• When Brandon drops me into a chair in the living room and bends to remove the glass from my feet, the chairwoman and several of the servants have rushed down to see what the cause of the noise is. He yells for one of the maids to bring a first aid box, and for another to bring a glass of brandy which he forces down my throat before attending to my cuts.
• The chairwoman scoots over to my side to hold my hand while he administers treatment to the cuts. I try to hold back my tears but more fall as he washes the cuts gently with soap and water. By the time he covers the wounds with a band-aid, I am down to hiccups. Ignoring my protests and the chairwoman's confused look, he lifts me in his hands, and up to his room, leaving everyone wondering what just happened.
• Placing me gently in his bed, Brandon gets into bed with me and gathers me into his hands. "I'm so sorry, Natalie." He says quietly. "I'm so sorry."