Venna had often wondered what it would be like. It wasn't, as novelists implied, a sudden bolt from the blue.
It was just this quiet knowledge as she looked at him, this acceptance of the inevitable that had been growing in her for days. She had fallen in love with Keir Trevelyan.
She should have felt ecstatic. Instead she was full of despair. For Keir thought she was the woman who'd seduced his brother for the sake of a baby--and there was just no way to explain. Not without losing the baby--and Keir.” DRIVE