Chapter 9

Daniel's Point-of-View When I watched Miranda marry another man, I drank a lot. I thought that would numb me and help me accept the fact that she no longer belonged to me. But when I saw her standing there, saying her vows to him, I couldn't stop myself from shouting, "Miranda, don't say yes to him! Turn around and look at me!" Before I could finish, her fiancé's men covered my mouth and threw me out. No, perhaps I should say her husband's men. I stumbled to my feet, the alcohol blurring my vision. Still, I staggered toward the sound of the wedding music. There was no way the Griffin family would ever let me back inside, so I could only walk around the castle and sit against the wall. As I listened to the cheerful noise from within, I found myself remembering everything that had ever happened between Miranda and me. The first time I met her, I had just lost my mother, and Miranda had lost both her parents. Miranda was so small, hiding timidly behind Father and looking at me n