Sebastian's presence should have infuriated her. Those photos had ruined seven years of her life, but as Cassie pushed herself upright, she found her anger dissolving into something far more complicated.
The pictures were not pleasing, yes, but Sebastian wasn't the enemy here.
He cleared his throat, guilt shadowing his otherwise handsome features. "The last time we met was at the gala awards night. You remember getting drunk, right?"
Cassie nodded, heat crawling up her neck. Embarrassment didn't begin to cover it. Their honeymoon had barely started before Frederick lost interest in her entirely.
She had drifted through the event at his side like an afterthought, a ghost wearing a wedding ring.
"Yes," she whispered.
Sebastian continued carefully. "I looked everywhere for
