Chapter 1966

Colin drove Helen to a nearby bay. The sea at night was serene and mysterious, like a sleeping child. The soft, refreshing sea breeze brushed against them. Helen took a deep breath as she leaned against the railing. This place was far more peaceful than the busy banquet. To Colin, her relaxed demeanor suggested that a weight had been lifted off her shoulders. "Is something on your mind?" He slid into his role as the patient listener. Helen saw her chance and subtly fed him the story of her growing discontent with Chandler. "It's nothing. I just suddenly feel like you might be right. Chandler isn't as devoted to me as I thought." "See? No one understands a man better than another man. How could he love anyone else if his heart was still tied to his first love?" Colin couldn't help but smile, though he tried to hide his satisfaction. "But don't let it get to you too much. Bottling things up only hurts you in the end. It's not worth it." Seizing the moment, Helen intertwined her f