people who hate happiness for violet

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❊ edmund & VIOLET

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TAGS: Violet Bridgerton NOTES: oopsie my hand slipped

SHIN OF GS + ADOX

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[Violet Bridgerton]

source tagged @edmundbridgerton words 457 notes I can only apologize

The sound of Gregory's wailing was burned into her mind and brought a lump to her throat. The toddler had developed a fever over the last few hours and little she had done was able to settle him. Even as she held him in her arms, the heat radiating from his skin was almost too much to bear. She sent for the doctor, unable to cope with being powerless to ease his suffering for a moment. Edmund had taken Anthony out hunting early that morning and they still had not returned home. He would have been able to talk her down, to keep her from panicking, but he was not there. "Papa" Gregory's feeble voice mumbled into the crook of her neck as she swayed with him. She did not wish to leave him, but felt certain that the doctor would arrive shortly, and Edmund should be there to greet him. More than that, Edmund should be there for their son- Gregory needed him, he was asking for him. Violet practically had to peel the toddler's grip from around her neck as she passed him off to one of their maids and informed them that she was going to go fetch her husband. Someone suggested that she send a footman, that she should not go traipsing through the forest in her condition, but she knew where she could find Edmund and as far as she was aware, the doctor had never stated that light exercise would do her or the baby any harm. Carefully navigating the foliage, one hand supported her belly as she tried not to trip over the uneven ground. In her haste, she hadn't even changed into appropriate footwear and was paying for that lack of forethought now. Hearing voices somewhere up ahead, she smiled in relief. She had found them, and not a moment too soon, as she had become quite breathless after her trek. The baby made even tasks as simple as breathing a challenge. A twig snapped beneath her foot, and she stumbled. The sound of a gunshot rang out somewhere nearby, and she took a few faltering steps before dropping to her knees. Her chest felt tight, and she couldn't draw breath. Violet brought a hand to her chest, confusion giving way to fear when it came away slick with blood. Her blood. Each attempt to breathe was met with a struggle, each breath little more than a wheezing gasp that resulted in a searing pain in her chest. Dark spots danced in front of her vision, tears burning in the corners of her eyes as the realization set in. "Edmund..." she choked out his name, barely a whisper in silence that had settled over the forest following the gunshot.

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