Society shuns Belinda Presleigh when her mother's scheme results in a forced offer of marriage from the Earl of Berrington, the man Belinda loves in secret. In the silence of St. George's Cathedral, the clergyman's voice rang out unnaturally loud: "Do you, Richard Branston, Earl of Berrington, take this woman, Belinda Presleigh, of Hunsley Manor, as your lawful wedded wife, to love and honor until death do you part?" The few wedding guests crowding around them waited for Berrington's response, which was long in coming. Belinda saw their smirks and heard their muffled laughter. She felt the sting of tears in her eyes at the long pause and realized she could not undo what she had done. The awful deed had come to roost in her heart. She wished he would say no. She'd rather be jilted than that awful hesitation in which everyone looked at each other, some with smirks of "I told you so." Finally, Lord Berrington's voice rang out-loud, impatient and clear: "I do." After the awful wedding breakfast, Belinda endured the silence inside the elegant carriage as she and her husband, the Earl of Berrington, traveled on their three-day journey to his county seat, Winterhill. Belinda wished she were dead like her sister Roselle, rather than live a life that promised to be a basket of thorns...