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She felt the impact of that kiss even now as she sat alone in her bedchamber with her hands buried between her lap, her gaze fixed on nothing in particular. She could have easily turned away from his kiss, but she had walked right into it. She had responded perfectly to it; she had taken his hand and had allowed herself to be held by him.<\/p>\n

Worse than that, she had allowed herself to be seen yet again\u2014in the same position that would put any woman to perpetual shame\u2014by a servant. They would surely think the worst of her right now; they would think her a woman of ill manners and zero dignity. She was soiling herself before the servants\u2014people she now considered her family\u2014but what was even more concerning was her not caring. For the life of her, she couldn\u2019t bring her stubborn heart to care for anything other than Henry.<\/p>\n

She groaned, rising to her feet. News would spread\u2014sooner than she could even imagine\u2014that she was having an affair with Henry. The town would be set on fire by rumors of an affair with a father and now his son. Nobody would care to know the falsehood of these accusations; they would be easy to believe. But Annabelle didn\u2019t think their hatred toward her could get any worse; they already ignored her, they failed to pass across invitations to events, they neglected to visit especially after Elijah\u2019s death, and the rumors about her knew no bounds.<\/p>\n

She worked to slip out of her dirty brown dress and into a clean, white tea dress. Perhaps when she had gotten something to eat, she\u2019d have the energy to contemplate the implications of her new feelings\u2014one of which was practically losing Maggie. The young maid went about her business, completely ignoring Annabelle and clarifying that she kept her job for the money.<\/p>\n

It didn\u2019t matter that Annabelle had tried several times in the past weeks to talk to Maggie. She made her way out of her bedroom door, down the stairs and to the dining area. She was about to pass by Elijah\u2019s private parlor when she heard it; a loud sound and a hiss that would quickly follow. She paused in her tracks, confused. Caesar stood by the entrance of the parlor, his eyes darkening at the sight of her.<\/p>\n

She rose a brow, and he forced a smile, imploring her with his eyes to keep moving. It was then that Annabelle knew something was wrong. Hope had spoken about a visitor. Perhaps it was an unpleasant visitor? She didn\u2019t pause to think before turning to go into the parlor. \u201cMiss Annabelle!\u201d Caesar bowed slightly, his frame moving to the doorway as if to deny her entry. \u201cLord Finley has a guest…\u201d The words died on his lips when he found that she wasn\u2019t pausing in her resolve to enter.<\/p>\n

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She stared at the carriage that stood before the building, her heart rate tripling in speed as she watched the two strangers climb out of it and make their way into the building. \u201cAnnabelle!\u201d She heard Maggie\u2019s breathless voice, accompanied by the sound of the door slamming against the wall.<\/p>\n

\u201cAnnabelle, he\u2019s here! The master is here!\u201d She stood still by the window, her gaze fixed on the empty carriage. \u201cAnnabelle!\u201d Maggie screeched, exasperation clear in her tone. Sighing softly, Annabelle released her grip on the curtains and stiffly turned to acknowledge the frantic maid. \u201cLord Henry Finley just arrived the estate and you would remain calm?!\u201d Maggie half yelled, her big brown eyes growing in size as she balled her fists on her hips.<\/p>\n

\u201cPerhaps the master shall be a monster, then what shall we do?!\u201d she spat, brown tendrils slapping her face as she shook her head furiously. Turning from Annabelle in an obvious move to hide the tears that glistened in her eyes, she began pacing the length of the room. Annabelle watched her, her heart sinking with the weight of the truth of Maggie\u2019s words. \u201cHave Caesar inform Lord Henry Finley that I shall join him shortly,\u201d she choked out, fighting the urge to give in to her tears, for she couldn\u2019t cry.<\/p>\n

For the life of her, she couldn\u2019t break down now. \u201cPerhaps the new master intends to get rid of us?\u201d Maggie\u2019s tears slipped down her pale cheeks. She shook her head, swallowing her tears. \u201cEvery master needs help, Maggie. I am certain he does not intend to get rid of the servants in his home.\u201d \u201cPerhaps he intends to get rid of you?!\u201d<\/p>\n

Maggie cried, falling forward as her arms tangled around Annabelle\u2019s waist. Burying her face in Annabelle\u2019s chest, she wept. Barely able to contain her own emotions, Annabelle stood still, her gaze traveling the length of the room that had made up a major part of her life. The sight of it filled her with memories\u2014happy memories.<\/p>\n

Memories that forced a bitter smile to her lips at the mere thought of leaving it behind. Yet, she knew leaving it behind was inevitable for Elijah Finley, the lord of the estate, was dead and with his death came the termination of her stay in his house. Annabelle wasn\u2019t foolish enough to think Henry, Elijah\u2019s son, would permit her continual presence in his father\u2019s estate.<\/p>\n<\/blockquote>\n

This is a short excerpt from the opening of “” by Unknown, quoted for review and introduction purposes. All rights belong to the copyright holders.<\/em><\/p>\n

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