William hadn’t come for her at night. He hadn’t sent word that he wanted her to join him or that he intended for her to be anywhere expect her room. Now she knew how Melody felt when William didn’t send for her night after night. It infuriated her. Didn’t he want her next to him like she wanted him? Did he spend his stubborn night tossing at the absence of her body near his?

Melody was desperate for his attention, but Doris could go her whole life without it if he wanted to play that sort of game. Now that she wasn’t a maid anymore—was she allowed to leave? She...