The smile coating James’s face confirmed her guess to be correct.
“You truly are a beast,” Evelyn said, her eyes dancing.
For a brief moment, Belle felt her spirits rise. In the presence of her friends, it was hard not to forget her earlier panic. That was until the smell of spice and sweetness tickled her nose again.
Her heart sank and she involuntarily glanced around. There was no one near her so her gaze darted to the open French doors. Could it be that a slight breeze had carried in the fragrance?
Ill at ease, she returned her attention back to her friends.
Their eyes sparkled as they laughed at something James said. Would the laughter still be in their eyes if they ever learned the truth of her past?
She prayed she’d never have to find out that answer.
