Second Son Free Spirit
"Should I not have a friend?
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Please do not tell mother."
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Post by Benedict Bridgerton on May 27, 2021 17:03:46 GMT
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Post by Deleted on May 28, 2021 2:40:55 GMT
Never had Frannie thought she'd ever have such a dark day but first she had lost her husband and before she could even come to terms with that loss she was dealt another and she knew she couldn't handle it alone. She summoned her brother and once he arrived she ran into his arms as if she was a child again. Crying hard she had to share her pain before it consumed her. I lost the only thing that I had left from John.
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Second Son Free Spirit
"Should I not have a friend?
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Please do not tell mother."
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Post by Benedict Bridgerton on Nov 6, 2021 2:39:50 GMT
I'm not bound by The second Francesca had sent for him, Benedict rushed to her side. He could not even begin to imagine what she was going through. It was horrible enough that she had lost her husband . . . but now her child?! No. He could not imagine it and he hated that she was going through all this. She did not deserve it in the slightest and how he wished he could somehow relieve her of all this pain she surely must be feeling.
◈ ◈ ◈ ◈ ◈ When she rushed toward him, he wrapped his arms around her, holding her close to him in a warm embrace. "I am so sorry, Francesca," he said in a soft, quiet voice . . . filled with sincerity and emotion. The only loss their family had been devastated by was that of their father. Yet now, they mourned for Francesca not for one loss, but two. He lowered his head, lightly kissing the top of her head, knowing there was nothing he could say or do to make this better, no much how he desperately wised otherwise. All he could do right now was be here for her. "I'm so sorry," he whispered again.
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Post by Deleted on Nov 7, 2021 21:54:04 GMT
Frannie had still been reeling from the sudden loss of her dear John, he was young and healthy so how did he just go to sleep one day never to awaken again? Each day she missed him, the hours drug on and on like a nightmare she could not escape. The only bright light had been when she found out that she was with child, a small precious piece of John left behind for her to cherish. It had only seemed a few weeks before that too was ripped from her. Benedict had always been her favorite brother and now in her time of need she discovered why. just his voice was soothing to her. She clung to him sobbing and each word he said helped her to calm back down. Now she was done crying but she still clung to him. I miss him so much Ben, every second of each day I miss him. I was hoping that I would have a boy just like him.
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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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Nobleman
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Aspiring Artist
Occupation
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euphoria
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Tag me @benedict
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Post by Benedict Bridgerton on Nov 27, 2021 23:55:45 GMT
Tag: @francescab Note: Better layout coming soon! i' m n o t b o u n d b y THE RULES OF SOCIETY It truly pained Benedict to hear her sister so distraught; so devastated. Understandably so. The threat of losing a loved one was the price to pay for allowing yourself to love. And Francesca's husband passed as suddenly . . . well, as their father had. In an instant. Unsuspecting. Unpredicted. Just, suddenly; seeing them one moment never to see them alive again. How he wished Francesca could have been spared from such devastation.
◈ ◈ ◈ ◈ ◈ And Benedict knew he could not say or do anything to help. Only offer comfort and a brother's love. "I know," he said softly, his arms around her though he shifted one so that his hand stroked the back of her head in a comforting gesture. "I know," he repeated in a whispered voice. "He will live on forever in your heart and mind. And in all the ways that he has touched your life." Memories could not die. Fade perhaps, but so long as one held on to them, they could last indefinitely. Time eased pain, though never fully. One just learned to . . . adapt, to a live without their loved one in it.
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Post by Deleted on Nov 28, 2021 19:37:21 GMT
Frannie clung to her brother, the loss for her was so great that she just could not see past her pain right now. She was wallowing in it, better days and hope were not in her sight yet and she didn't know how to go on. As he held her she felt his hand rubbing her head, that simple touch gave her so much comfort. She started to breath slower and she closed her eyes as she tried to relax. He will always be in my heart, I only wish that we had been given more time together.Then she thought of their mother, she had been given a life of love and family with their father before she lost him. That loss was probably even harder, not only did Mother have to deal with her own loss but the entire family's. My heart hurts. She whispered softly.
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