Through the Glen by Samantha Young

Author:Samantha Young [Young, Samantha]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2024-02-02T00:00:00+00:00

Eighteen

THEO

The only part of my past life I hadn’t given up was Mayfair.

My flat on Half Moon Street was an uncomfortably close twenty-minute walk from my father’s townhouse on leafy Wilton Crescent. But the flat had belonged to my mother. She’d left it to me, and I couldn’t bear to part with it.

Sarah stared around wide-eyed as we stepped almost directly into the living area of the Georgian townhome that had been split into apartments. The living room was to the left of the main entrance and was the largest space in the house with massive symmetrical windows that let lots of light into the flat. I’d taken a wall down so the kitchen and sitting area were one space. It wasn’t a huge kitchen, but I enjoyed cooking in it. To the right of the entrance was the only bedroom. It was a suite with an attached bathroom and walk-in closet.

My taste ran toward midcentury modern, and my décor was decidedly masculine. I watched Sarah as she toured the flat, eyeing the books on the shelves in the living room with curiosity and then the rowing machine that took up too much space. I itched to use it after weeks without the familiar exercise.

“It’s a great flat,” Sarah offered softly.

“It was my mother’s,” I blurted out.

Sarah turned to look at me. “The flat?”

I nodded, scrubbing a hand down my cheek. I could probably do with a shave, but I’d noticed Sarah liked the bristles against her skin. Therefore, I was reluctant to get rid of it. “She had an entire real estate portfolio my father didn’t even know about. He was just as astonished as Sebastian and me to discover it after her death.” I smirked sadly. “Her parents died when she was nineteen, leaving her their fortune. Sometimes I wonder if that’s why she clung on to my father so quickly.”

“Looking for an anchor,” she whispered, her sympathy genuine and moving and frightening. Because I worried about how easily Sarah could be hurt when she cared this much for people she didn’t even know.

“Exactly.” My voice sounded hoarse, so I cleared it. “Anyway, I think she must have hidden from my father what she was worth. Maybe a tiny part of her knew that she needed to protect that. And she built a real estate business behind his back.”

“Good for her.”

I grinned. “Yes, it was rather a lovely surprise.” Gesturing to the flat, I continued, “She left me this and four other properties. All in Mayfair. All worth quite a bit. I kept this one for myself and rent out the others.”

“You don’t want to sell them?”

My throat tightened at the thought. “I can’t,” I choked out.

She nodded in understanding and then did me the favor of changing the subject. “I love the high ceilings and windows. It’s gorgeous.”

“Yes,” I murmured, watching her as she kicked off her shoes and curled up on the sofa beneath a window. She rested her chin on her arm as she stared out at the world passing below.

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