087 His Confession

Scarlett’s POV

I don’t know how long I slept, but I felt much better when the bright twilight

woke me up.

The ward is empty. No doctor, no nurse…

No Adrian.

I guess the baby did his job alright.

Warning myself that it’s stupid to weep over something I never had, I slip down the hard, tiny bed and walk toward the window. The breeze at the end of the fall is no longer warm. It’s chill.

I wanted the baby thing to get me out of the awkward talk, so why am I feeling so low?

week ago won’t stay around in the hope of any

don’t know how to

but

sorrow. I gave all that

the other side of

a man who could throw himself after me when I was in danger; I wanted a man who would take my side with no condition, and protect me from all the greedy, vile, hurtful normality that

I guess that’s wrong, cause Sebastian doesn’t seem to have enjoyed

I’m the

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find myself so drained that I

even

as he opens the door, only to freeze when he sees

open my mouth but utter no word. One more word and my tears

the room, and the next second several men file into the room, each with a huge bouquet in their arms, big enough to hide them

bouquets is rose, decorated with lilies, my favorite. The annoying smell of disinfectant is replaced by a soothing fragrant, tickling a deep corner of my

whisper at the outside of the door snaps me back to reality. I blink, and my heart races

I think it

his back, his back stiff straight and his look a bit nervous, like the cute, clumsy, spellbound Mr. Darcy out of the early 18th–century–setting

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