Darcy nodded a little, but he was surprised her mother hadn't listed off every reason she was never to talk to him again. He was glad it wasn't so, but there was something about it that felt like a time bomb.
"She despises me. I'm sorry," he said. He'd really, really wanted to try for her, and he'd got himself all twisted and turned about until he didn't even understand what had gone so wrong. When had the tone changed? Oh - the speedy proposal. It had taken a rapid downhill slide after that.