Chapter 90. The Part That Belonged To Him

Diana walked for twenty minutes before calling Gabriel.

“I'll be a little late,” she said.

“Everything all right?”

“I'm annoyed. I need to stop being annoyed at a pavement before I try being annoyed at a person.”

He was quiet for a moment.

“Me?”

“Not mostly.”

“That offers some comfort.”

She smiled despite herself.

“I'll see you soon.”

When she reached home, he had put two plates on the table but hadn't served the food. Diana took off her coat, went to him and kissed him once.

“For the portion that isn't your fault,” she said.

“I'll accept it.”

She showed him the proposed treatment.

He read the heading, then the first paragraph. The text described her as a woman who had found a new future by reaching the heart of a powerful man.

Diana watched his expression sharpen.

“Don't give her that,” he said.

The words landed hard.

“I didn't write it