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Chapter 61: Goodbye.
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I left before dawn. The manor still slept beneath darkness when I stepped quietly into the corridor outside my room with my traveling cloak wrapped tightly around me. Only a few lamps burned dimly along the walls, their weak golden light barely touching the endless shadows stretching across the carpets. Everything felt unbearably still. As though the house itself held its breath.Two servants waited silently beside my luggage near the staircase below. John had arranged for a carriage to collect me before sunrise specifically to avoid attention, gossip, and most importantly— William. The thought of him sent a sharp ache through my chest instantly. I had avoided him all of yesterday. Ever since I sent that letter to John I could not face him. I had said my final goodbye to Katherine and David goodbye this morning. They were asleep but I visited them and kissed each of them on their forehead. I descended the staircase slowly while the servants lifted my luggage carefully toward
His Father's Bride Chapter 61: Goodbye.
By the time night settled fully over the manor, I had almost convinced myself I could do this without breaking apart.Almost.My room looked unfamiliar now.Drawers stood half-open while dresses lay folded carefully across the bed beside traveling cases I had not touched since my arrival at Rathcliffe manor. Candlelight flickered softly against the walls, throwing restless shadows across the quiet room while rain whispered faintly outside the windows once more.Everything felt unreal.As though I were watching another woman quietly dismantle her life piece by piece.I folded another dress mechanically before placing it into my luggage with trembling hands.France.The word still felt impossible in my mind.A different country.A different life.Distance from William.Distance from this house and everything inside it that threatened to ruin me completely. My chest tightened painfully at the thought. I stopped moving suddenly as emotion rose violently into my throat again.What was I do
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Morning arrived softly. For several long moments, I remained caught somewhere between sleep and waking, wrapped in warmth and the faint crackling sound of dying firewood nearby. Rain no longer battered the windows the way it had through most of the night. Instead, only a quiet drizzle whispered against the glass while pale gray light slowly filtered into the room. The manor itself still felt asleep. Heavy. Silent. My body felt strangely comfortable beneath the blankets. Too comfortable. Then awareness returned all at once. William’s room. My eyes flew open instantly. A sharp breath caught in my throat as I realized I was lying on my side beneath his blankets while one of his pillows rested beneath my cheek. Sometime during the night exhaustion must have overtaken me completely. Panic flared briefly through me. How had I fallen asleep here? I pushed myself upward quickly— And froze. William was awake already. He lay turned slightly toward me, one arm bent beneath his he
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Sometime deep in the night, I woke to screaming.For one disoriented moment I thought I was still dreaming. Rain still tapped softly against the windows, though the storm had weakened considerably since evening. The manor lay buried beneath that strange silence that only existed in enormous houses after midnight—a silence so complete even the smallest sound felt unnatural inside it. Then the scream came again. Male. Raw. Agonized. I bolted upright instantly, my heart slamming violently against my ribs. The sound echoed faintly through the corridors beyond my room before cutting off abruptly into a harsh, broken gasp. William. Fear flooded through me so quickly my body moved before my mind fully caught up. I threw aside the blankets and hurried toward the door, my hands shaking badly enough I nearly fumbled the handle entirely. The corridor outside was dimly lit by only a few dying lamps along the walls. Shadows stretched endlessly across the carpets while rain whispered faint
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The gunshot shattered the night. For one suspended heartbeat, I did not understand what had happened. The sound seemed to split the storm itself apart, echoing violently through the gardens while rain crashed endlessly around us. My body locked in place from pure terror. I saw only the dark mouth of the pistol pointed toward me and Lady Penbury’s ruined expression behind it. Then suddenly someone collided with me. Hard. An arm wrapped around my waist as my feet slipped violently against the soaked stones. I cried out in shock as both of us crashed sideways onto the pathway beneath the rain. Another sound followed almost immediately. Not another gunshot. A gasp of pain. Male. “John!” My hands hit the ground painfully while John fell partially across me, shielding my body with his own. For one horrifying second my mind convinced me he had been shot through the chest. The world narrowed sharply around the sight of him bent over me beneath the rain. Then warm liqui
His Father's Bride chapter 57: Strange Sadness
The funeral passed like something unreal, as though I had stepped outside my own body and watched the entire day happen from a distance.Rain had fallen endlessly from morning until dusk, cloaking the estate beneath a gray sorrow that felt fitting somehow. Black carriages lined the front drive one after another while mourners disappeared beneath umbrellas and dark veils. The chapel smelled of candle wax, damp wool, and lilies—the heavy scent making my stomach turn repeatedly throughout the service. The last funeral I had attended was my mothers. Yet that time my life was still more simpler. I stood beside Katherine almost the entire time.She clung to my arm so tightly her fingers trembled through my gloves. Several times I thought she might collapse completely. Mrs. Holloway remained close behind her with smelling salts hidden discreetly in her sleeve, though thankfully they were never needed. Still, Katherine cried quietly through most of the prayers. And every time she did, I
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