Chapter 22 Laying The Foundation

Violet Theodore left me to get dressed then. We didn’t talk over breakfast, and he seemed to be lost in his own thoughts as we ate. Good. I was having a hard time just trying to figure out a way forward for myself because he was right. No one would believe that Theodore’s fated mate wouldn’t be physically affectionate with him in public. Not with his reputation and all the research about how mates reflected one another.