Second Son Free Spirit
"Should I not have a friend?
I'm not bound by
the rules of society.
Please do not tell mother."
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Post by Benedict Bridgerton on Nov 4, 2022 17:49:28 GMT
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Post by Deleted on Nov 12, 2022 19:45:01 GMT
"Do not be scared. I just need you to come with me for a minute."
The words fell from Edwina's lips just above a whisper. There was still an urgency to them, though, as she looked at the second eldest Bridgeton with wide eyes and an outstretched hand gesturing for him to follow. The dark midnight sky with only a sliver of moon and the tiniest of candles that Edwina clung to likely did not help, but Edwina was anxious. Sure, she was also excited for her wedding the next morning. She'd been talking about it nonstop to anyone who would listen. She couldn't help it. She'd already imagined her life as viscountess, mother, wife, confidant and ideally beacon of hope to her people. She imagined the many balls she'd throw, tea parties had and the endless joys of being a mother, quietly hoping that she would not lose Anthony the way her mother had lost her father. Anthony. She liked the sound of that name. She'd used it once before—not to him—but in practice and in passing to her sister. It seemed like such a magnificent and powerful name. Anthony. She imagined the first time she'd say it to him. Anthony. She imagined how it would sound after years to come, falling from her lips with ease. If she felt this way about him? Why was she anxious? Why was she now stood before his younger brother begging for reassurance?....Then came the real question: Did he feel the same about her? Her gaze faltered for a moment, letting herself dwell in the darkness, wondering if she was making a mistake. Still, she was already here and he'd seen her. "Forgive me. I know it is late, but I was hoping I might be able to talk to someone."
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benedict & edwina
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