Now Nora's love for Cal will cost her everything she holds dear. . .

    Aubyn had only haunting flashbacks and the evasive accounts of her family to bring back her past. Until she met Eliot Richardson.Torn between hostility and desire for Isobel, the cold intimidating banker was strangely determined to help her. 'If your past won't come back to you,'' he said, "you should go and look for it.'As they traveled from Devon to Morocco, revisiting scenes from her past, Isobel fell deeply in love. But there was so much more she needed to know about her life ... about Eliot.

    Did I ever ask for it?"Paul's voice rang out. His face was a taut sculpture, chiseled out of stone-as she felt certain his heart was. "No," Domini threw at him, "but you're not quite so inhuman as to enjoy for very long the companionship of a wife who hates you!"She couldn't weep. Tears had set like ice in her and the sweetness of today had turned to bitterness. The rings on her hands felt heavy-like manacles, she told herself. Shackles that bound her to a man who had forced her into a loveless disaster of a marriage.