Rachel felt she needed space to breathe.
Recently, the limits of her life had been getting tighter, Nicholas's arrangements, his plans, the arranged marriage, her constant battle between getting revenge and fighting with her feelings.
It felt like she was trapped.
Everything she did seemed linked to him, every thought went back to him being there.
She hated that feeling.
She hated how much of her thoughts he occupied.
So, for once, she chose to forget about him.
She chose to forget the contract. She was no longer controlled by Nicholas Grey. Not any more.
That's how she found herself holding David's hand on a Saturday, her son practically jumping with excitement as they entered the park.
The sun was positioned high enough to bring warmness to the afternoon, the air was crisp, and the sound of people laughing filled the air.
Rachel made herself take it all in. She needed all of this.
