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She didn't care that he could well afford to look after his wife and family. Not all the money in the world could buy her into that situation. 

So she told herself in a rage of pain and pride as she made herself march towards the designated departure gate. Yet every step of the way, her body was begging for Collins to follow her, stop her, convince her she was wrong, heal the hurts and make everything better so she could believe a marriage between them could and would work. 

But he didn't come after her. 

Didn't stop her.

She joined the line of passengers boarding the airplane. She was so tense and tremulous she dropped her ticket when it was her turn to put it through the processing machine. Every second was an agony of waiting for a shout or a hand to clamp on her shoulder.