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| Chapter Fourteen |

| The night had been long. Eating breakfast with Ashton had been uncomfortably strained and quiet. When he left the house without uttering that first word to her, Sasha felt as though he had thrown cold water on her. No rejection by anyone could have been as bone-cutting as Ashton's since she had accepted Stanford Sidwell's invitation. |

| Was this only the beginning? |

| Would Ashton now treat her forever as though she did not exist? |

| Or was this a ploy to make her fret herself into the grave over her decision to go with Stanford? |

| Determinedly, Sasha tied on a frilly bonnet and slipped a shawl around her shoulders. Though uneasy, she was not going to let Ashton's cool behavior stop what she had already started. |

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