The Debutante’s Brooding Protector (The Duchess’s Darling Debutantes #1)

The Hale townhouse was precisely as the Duchess of Ashworth had expected.

The drawing room was tidy but threadbare, with curtains that had been turned to hide the sun-faded side and a carpet worn smooth in the path between the door and the fireplace.

A vase of flowers sat on the mantelpiece, but it did little to brighten the mood. It would be a dingy room on the best of days, but with the rain pouring down outside, the gray skies made the drab room even more depressing.

She walked over to the flowers. They were wildflowers, and she could guess who’d put them there. Estella, of course.