A bunch of gals were chinwagging for a bit, mostly about handbags, jewelry, and stuff like that; sometimes the conversation. would steer toward Lucian.

“Man, I’m so green with envy for Penelope. From an average Jane, she’s now the center of attention as Lucian’s bride–to-be.”

“Who in Northfield doesn’t know Lucian?”

“I wonder why Penelope is so darn lucky.”

“I’ve heard she got to be with him only because she saved him.”

“Why can’t I be that lucky?”

“Which woman in Northfield doesn’t dream of becoming Mrs. Lucian?”

Just then, they heard a soft chuckle. They all turned their heads to see Allison leaning against the railing. Allison looked up slowly. leaning against the railing, her voice hoarse: “Lucian must be blind as a bat.”

that supposed to mean?”

badmouth people like that.”

be three sheets to the wind. Let’s

that, the women linked arms and

left leaning against the railing, the only one on

her arms, feeling the sea breeze.

could she still feel the pain so clearly? If she wasn’t drunk, why did her stomach and throat feel full of the burning sensation of alcohol, and why did her

blind?” A deep male voice sounded with

the railing, looking at the man approaching.

squinted her eyes as if she couldn’t see clearly and ran her fingers through her wind–tousled hair. Watching the tall man walk toward her, she belched, “Who are you?”

Lucian frowned. “Allison!”

closer, looking at her drunken state: “Tell me it’s not

to believe that these people

man in front of her. “What are

smell of alcohol. “Are

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