Ginny Davis was desperately lonely…
The first time we met was thrilling. Garrett took away my breath and all rational thoughts. He was older than I was by almost twenty years, and he'd pursued me with a fervor that I'd never before experienced.
Even though Garrett adored me, his demeanor was brooding and dark sometimes. However, the way he treated me made up for it. He had money to spoil me, and I'd grown up poor.
Still, long after we were wed, Garrett couldn't let go of his past. I stayed married to him because I really cared about him, and in a way, I felt responsible for his circumstances.
He was struck by a fast-moving car while running across the street to meet me for lunch… If he hadn't been so distracted.
Andrae Durant was excited to start his new life…
I was thrilled with my new position as the French consulate to the embassy in New York City. I spoke English very well, and at thirty-five, I was also the youngest one to be given that opportunity.
I was brilliant and eager to make a positive impression on everyone I met. While in America, I would stay in a hotel around the corner from the embassy near Central Park. It would be for a day or two at a time on a monthly basis.
The Carlyle was a popular place for the rich and famous, and it would help my career to consort with the elite. So, when the wife of an extremely wealthy man asks a favor of me, how could I refuse her.
