Chapter 57 Ready For Love

"Faster, Selene," I whisper to my mount as she gallops, silvery mane and tail flying, wherever she desires. I just need to get away for a while. What have I done? my mind repeats to the rhythm of Selene s pounding hooves. The Berkeley mansion fades into the rest of the scenery behind us, but this brings me no relief. The weight of the plan agreed upon by my fiancé s family and me sits so heavily on my shoulders that I almost wonder that Selene can run so swiftly. She is joyous to have been released from the stables, ecstatic to feel the turf beneath her hooves, and my melancholy self-doubt does not affect her mood at all, as yet. Selene s gait slows to a trot and then a walk. I open my eyes and lift my face from her neck to see that she has brought me to the garden of the clear stream, where once Dmitri painted me. How long ago that seems! "Why did you bring me here?" I ask Selene, eyes wide with wonder as memories of all the hours spent here flood back. Selen