The sacred halls were as full as ever, the cream of society prominading about assuared of their place in life, the usual mix of debutants and unmarried ladies fashionably dressed and well chaperoned
as they went about the bussiness of finding a husband. The season proper was underway.
He was not coming.
Why had she fooled herself into thinking he would? Had he not told her repeatedly of his aversion to society's entertainments? She had pesisted though thinking that he would care about her enough to come, just to please her. What a fool she had been,
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