He was drowning, he finally admitted. Drowning in the allure of Lady Jane Westbury. Author: Charlotte Featherstone Copy Quote More from Charlotte Featherstone “...It’s always only ever been you. And it always will be, Beth. You have my hea…” “BEYOND THE MIST, the darkness and shadow, he waits, reaching out through a veil…” “Pressing his forehead to the cool glass, he held her gaze, her palm, his eyes p…” “This was the scene she saw in her mind. What he needed--or at least wanted. Sub…”