Chapter 53

Protect him.

He supposed there was a possibility Maria was lying about all of this, but she wore her melancholy like a cloak, especially when she talked about her husband. It explained why a woman like her had never remarried, either, even when there were obvious suitors in town. In her heart, she still was, and few men would ever live up to the ideal her husband had managed to attain through his selfless actions.

“I have no interest in hurting Rafe,” he said. “You have to believe me.”

Her sad brown eyes regarded him for more beats of his heart than he liked. The corner of her mouth finally tipped upward, though it failed to banish the shadows in her face. “I do. And I know why he’s so fascinated by you. You’re what he could have been if life had turned out a little bit differently. But that doesn’t mean it’s easy for me to forget about everything we did to keep Rafe alive. Especially since you don’t know why you’re here. Not really.”