Chapter 73 To Your House To Mine

• Matthew had to confess that it had thrown him off. How had he not noticed the resemblance between Noelia and Violet if she was her damn spitting image? Except that her hair was not red, but a much darker chestnut, with a certain reddish hue depending on how the light hit it.
• Maybe because he didn't usually pay much attention to the women Marius chose, or maybe because he had been hiding from those peculiar green eyes, maybe if she hadn't worn contact lenses, he would have realized it instantly, Violet's daughter, he still found it hard to believe, his daughter... there was still something of Violet in the world.
• Something inside him hurt too much to remain alone that afternoon, something that made him contradict the decision he had made weeks ago not to touch Eloise again. Maybe it was selfish, but he needed the company of the young woman, on that particular day he didn't want to be alone.