No Escape 

Jane drove to the beach and spent an hour walking the beach holding her shoes in her hand and letting the waves suck at her feet. She found a little café and ate her salad watching the wash of the waves towards the shore.

What was she going to do? She wondered. Just over a month married, and her husband did not want her and openly kept a mistress who believed that it was just a matter of time until he divorced Jane and married her instead.

She turned her phone over in her hands. She finished her meal and returned to her car, sitting in the driver’s seat, and dialling her father’s number.

“Hello Jane,” he answered promptly.

“Daddy,” she fought back her tears. “I want to come home.”

He sighed heavily. “Jane,” he said with patience. “What is this ridiculousness about?”

“Baron doesn’t love me,” the tears fell free and tracked down her face. “He only married me because of the connection to you. He keeps Angelique openly as his mistress, and she says that he will only keep me as his wife for as long as the connection matters, and then he will divorce me and marry her instead, and, oh,” her voice broke on a sob. “Daddyplease.”

He was silent for a long moment. “Why would Angelique think the connection would cease to matter?” He wondered.

That was he took from her babbled distress, she thought bitterly. “I don’t know.” 

you need to find out,” he was curt with it. “Call me

face with her hands and sobbed out her

Matthew both the family wealth and the leadership of

or telling her that she could play with them and then pretending that they couldn’t see or hear her, or running away, and when she had complained to her mother, innocently telling her that their cruelty was just due to the game they were playing, and that Jane was over-reacting. As they’d gotten older, their meanness had evolved, and any

Jane

she had foolishly thought that finally someone saw her for herself, despite

Of course, there was no escape for her, because she was still

park under a tree, and walk the rest of

up, so as to avoid any that might be inside the house. Her bedroom

actually. Could be cute if done up right.”

another commented. “Do you think these diamonds are

declared. “Probably wouldn’t be interesting to read anyway, her whole pathetic life is

“Who is this?”

like her. That would be

Jane felt a sharp strike of fear run through her at the

her fear of them, she hurried

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