Margot POV
Why had I mistaken the tenderness Rhett sometimes showed me for signs that he wanted me? And I treated the things he’d said during his rut as promises?
I’d wanted to believe in him so badly that I’d turned every small kindness into something meaningful.
But what had I actually done wrong?
I’d been foolish enough to fall in love with the wrong man. I’d hoped for something I had no right to expect.
That wasn’t the same as doing something cruel.
Why should I have to pay for it like this?
What gave Rhett the right to treat me this way?
It had to end.
My original plan had been simple. I’d enter a contractual marriage with a man I’d never met, receive the payment I needed, and pay off my debts.
If that man hadn’t been Rhett, none of this would have happened.
