Chapter 19
NINETEEN
Lewis Blair sat at his desk staring into space. His secretary knocked lightly and put a cup of coffee down in front of him.
‘All OK?’ she enquired politely.
‘Actually, I’m not feeling so good, Rosie. Think I might be coming down with something. I’m going to work from home this afternoon. Can you shut the door behind you, please?’
He reached into his pocket and opened the small red jewellery box that had been there since that awful night with Gracie. The sun coming through the window lit up the beautiful diamond ring which threw glints of light onto the wall.
He put his head in his hands in despair. Why, oh why had he been so incredibly stupid?
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