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ting the garden at the same time Cla

icy blue eyes shot straight through me as

dle and purposefully flexing the muscles in my chest as she came near, elbow to

d at my appearance. Clara scowled; her eyes narrowed into slits as

gentlemanly. I reached down and clasped her free hand, planting a kiss on her swol

y, her mouth twitching into a smile. “I married

dward since we were children, and I was more than shocked to find out

ried life judging by his

gaze of her own. Edward Blake had been the worst kind of rake, and I do

ething we co

ut Clara interjected, quickly pulli

Clara’s eyes gave mine a silent p

e rather than a person at this point, her swollen body covered in peach-colored frills, but I winke

ettling her gaze on the

awn and swung it in a bored motion, no

or not causi

ack gown trailing behind her as she walked over to me.

delicate rose color from her cheek

just a moment,” she pleaded, flinching as I

ene? What was I going to do, scare

tly, running her hands over her gown to smooth the d

ving a field day with my arriva

something to work with, you know. They relay everything to their wives, and they’re talking about

ly don’

ft-spoken, warm, and playful Clara I had known was no longer in existence. “You need to take this seriously,

a

at her, wanting nothing more than to reach out and run my fingers along

If I remember correctly, this life isn’t the one you wanted, either,” I ret

you to

’s life flashed before her eyes, her face turning a deep

d, picking up her skirts and darting into the ho

through the doorway. I could hear her steps echoing on the second-floor l

ary, pacing furiously back and for

her eyes pleading with mine to just

at her, trying to reassure her, but

gain. George never talked about you. No one said anything

orry,” I repli

, her eyes shining in the soft afternoon sunlight flooding through the windows. Her

how inappropriate that would have bee

you and I w

een the same. I opened my mouth to respond but

only way for anyone to communicate with me,” I began, taking a deep breath. “George wrote to me once, to tell

ission. I would have thought the fact that her husband failed to mention their

tell me of George's passing. He asked me to come see to matters of the Estate. I thought…I truly believ

s were evident, and I sensed a hidden pain w

rst season, you would have borne George’s heir by now.

, that did

m fell

ter idea of what her relationship with George had been like. She didn’

door behind me. Clara jumped,

a glossy red seal. I took the letter, nodding my thanks to the

teps in my direction. I shrugged, ripping the le

ead it, shaking my head. Clara looked impatient, snatch

id hastily, turning around with the letter clu

y hair, giving her a plead

the letter once more. “Have you ever