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Post by Deleted on Nov 11, 2021 22:53:10 GMT
( cuddle ) : one muse offers to cuddle with the other to help them sleep. Anthony Bridgerton
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The Viscount
"I have finally determined
the difficulty . . . love itself."
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Post by Anthony Bridgerton on Nov 28, 2021 19:21:10 GMT
Tag: @misspenf Note: Better layout coming soon! i will ALWAYS PROTECT YOU Anthony had recently decided that it was time he look for a wife. Though this, was only communicated to his family. No one else. Upon the next season, he would confirm it to the public but for now . . . he was preparing for what this would entail. He had just recently returned home, having been informed that his mother and Eloise had gone out, and that they had a guest: Penelope Featherington. Anthony was curious as to what she was doing here and yet . . . it was not a thought he need dwell on. Recent news of Lord Featherington's death had quickly spread and Anthony for one, offered his condolences. He knew what it was to lose a father and it was an extremely difficult loss to overcome.
❖ ❖ ❖ ❖ ❖ ❖ ❖ He supposed, one never really overcame it but rather . . . learned to live with the pain. Learned to cope. Making his way in the drawing room to where she had been directed, Anthony looked at her in her emotional state as she was laying on the sofa. Eloise nor his mother were here to comfort her. And Colin was on tour. Even still, he could not bare seeing her in such a state of distress and the fact that she had come here . . . meant she wished to get away from her own household. That she needed a safe space and he wished for her to most definitely find it here. Without a word, Anthony went towards her, sitting on the free space of one end of the sofa; he wrapped an arm around her and gently pulled her towards him so that she could nestle against his side. He wished to offer her whatever comfort he could during this horrible time . . . during this horrible loss.
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Post by Deleted on Nov 28, 2021 20:23:13 GMT
He’s gone. Her father is gone. This must be the worst night of her life. First, she was ready to reveal her feelings for Colin, but he told her he’s going on that tour. Then, some Bow Streer Runners were ready to arrest her for being Lady Whistledown. One of these days, she must thank Eloise for shouting it was a trap so the carriage can gallop away. And now, her father is gone. She feels so numb that nothing will make her feel alive. Anthony came over and sat there next to her. Her let sob before closing the space between them and letting her cry. No words needed to be spoken between them. If there was someone who understood the pain of losing a father, it was the Bridgertons, especially Anthony. She snuggled onto him like someone gasping for its last breath. “What’s going to happen to my family now?” Was all she can ask through her tears. Anthony Bridgerton
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