“What a truly remarkable emotion love is,” he whispered, his breath fogging the window. Only love, the very thing he’d once believed to be pure myth, could have made him feel the way he had today at the race. He’d been irritated by the way people laughed at her, angered by the condescending way everyone looked and sneered at her. The whispered insults he’d heard had infuriated him, and Wesley’s slander had finally hurled him into a rage.”
