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Good morning, miss.

Ruth!

Is my mother yet awakened?

I did not overindulge.

Truly, it was just a poor night of
sleep. I shall fetch a glass of raw eggs

garlic, ma 'am. It should be just the
same.

Are you feeling better, dearest?

Perhaps I too caught whatever it was
that sent you home early from the party.

have a terrible headache indeed.

What is it?

I'm engaged.

Oh.

Well, that is wonderful news.

So you will be a princess.

No. No. No, I will not.

Mama, I'm engaged to the Duke.

The Duke asked for my hand and I
accepted.

You do not seem pleased. Whatever is
wrong?

Oh, no, nothing is wrong.

But it simply happened so quickly.

I've not had a moment to take it in.

But I'm overjoyed, Mama, truly.

Of course you are.

Are you to be a Duchess? Oh, darling.

I knew there was something between you.

Ruth or not, tell me everything.

How do you feel?

So in love.

I'm unsure how I can be expected to wait
an entire month to marry.

Could we not obtain a special license to
marry this week?

I do not wish to lie to you.

But the Duke and I... You do not need to
tell me anything.

Whatever happened between the two of
you, it is all right.

I know good society makes quite a fuss
about such things.

But when it comes to love, such things
happen much more frequently than one

might expect.

Even your father and I, we had trouble
controlling our passions as well. Your

drink, Mom, will not be necessary, will
it? I am feeling much improved.

We have a wedding to plan in three days.
My darling girl, you are getting what

you always wanted. You are marrying for
love.

One may say modesty is a virtue, yet
it's also hardly a virtuous woman.

It is therefore my great pleasure to
announce the news others questioned, but

never doubted. It will be the grandest
wedding of the year. Tulips are enough

fill the great room and the finest
filth. Only the best for Miss Bridgerton

my nephew.

The latest whistledown.

How does she report my triumph?

The diamond of the season has made her
match.

Officially betrothed to the Duke of
Hastings.

Did something happen?

The bride undoubtedly is giddy with
anticipation over the impending nuptial.

Why, I shall need fitting into the
dress.

And waitress, sir. And, oh, I'm
forgetting something, surely, Rose. I

care of everything, Miss.

Just think, I shall be the Duchess by
Saturday. An event that will apparently

take place sooner rather than later.

Of course, there are only two reasons to
procure a special license and race to

the altar.

True love or concealing a scandal.

How does it feel, sister, to be in love?

Imagine leaping off a cliff and
shattering on the ground. A fair

I'm afraid I cannot find the words, dear
Hyacinth.

Though, Eloise, I do believe you will
know what love feels like soon enough

season. Do you think I have to follow in
your footsteps, sister? Can there be a

more dreadful fate?

You do know that I am setting the
standard for your future matches, yes?

You should be grateful. The only thing
I'm grateful for is that I am not you.

And nor will I ever be.

Miss Daphne, His Royal Highness Prince
Friedrich is here for you.

I'm sorry.

You have nothing to be sorry for. No
promises were made.

Although I had thought we shared an
understanding with our discussions of

future.

But, uh...

The fault is mine for misreading your
polite attentions is something more. No,

you did not misread me.

Then why?

This engagement is of your own free
will, is it not?

Because if the Duke is forcing your
hand... Forcing me?

My goodness, if anything, I'm the one
forcing him.

What I mean to say is that love is
surely the greatest force of all.

And once the Duke and I realized we were
completely enamored with each other,

nothing could stand between us.

Not even, I'm sorry to say, the
attentions of a good and kind man such

yourself.

Then I can only wish you a lifetime of
contentment with your new husband.

It was a pleasure to know you, Miss
Bridgerton.

Hiya, Fint.

I could not help it, sister.

Though I must say, I certainly hope the
Duke's proposal was at least half as

romantic as that.

Did we not say ten o 'clock?

We did.

Stay here.

Well, do not make haste on our account.

A most heartfelt congratulations, Your
Grace.

I look forward to counting you as part
of our family.

As do I.

Did you bring the bar with you, boy?

Perhaps we should promenade?

I should... I was going to ask if you'd
tried drinking

raw eggs and garlic.

I hear it works wonders to rid yourself
of the lingering effect.

What were you going to say? What?

Before you started to say something.

Oh, I... I do not recall.

Simon, look at me.

Well, it isn't the most talked -about
couple in the ton.

Such a perfect -looking pair. Indeed.

The two of you make a fine family, I am
sure of it.

Thank you.

We are so happy. Very much so.

I remember that feeling.

The nerves of new love.

Or something like it.

Madame Delacroix, good day.

May I... She's not here. I only take a
moment of her time. She does not own me

her time. I know that. She does not owe
me anything. But I wish to provide for

her regardless, as I promised.

She will be taken care of.

You're too late.

Sienna's gone.

Gone?

You mean she's left town?

Indeed. As it transpires, my lord, she
does not need your money, nor anything

else from you for that matter.

Tell me what she means?

Leave the young lady alone.

Have you not done enough?

Seems Mrs Varley had some trouble at the
modus this morning.

Madame Delacroix is refusing to give her
any dresses until the last few months'

bills are paid.

Well, the young ladies have plenty of
dresses.

Perhaps it is possible for them to wear
them all again.

And perhaps it is possible for you to do
without your tobacco as well.

Mr Colin Bridgerton for Miss Thompson.

Oh, Mr Bridgerton.

These are beautiful.

I applaud you, Miss Thompson. I bring
you flowers on each of my visits, and

you react with admirable surprise every
time.

I shall need to bring you something
unexpected.

A bushel of tomatoes, perhaps.

Marina hates tomatoes.

That is untrue.

I love tomatoes.

Colin, you know, I've heard you can get
excellent tomatoes.

Grease. Perhaps you could...

Bring back a tomato plant for Miss
Thompson as a souvenir when you return

your travels this year. I am uncertain
of my travels at the moment, Ben. But

are so keen to travel.

It is true.

But were I to go, there may be things in
London I should miss even more than

seeing the world.

Some tea, Mr Bridgerton? That would be
lovely.

Mama?

Do you think this is wise?

Whatever do you mean? Call it young.

Years from seriously thinking about
marriage, and I would hate to think

simply wasting her time, time she simply
does not have, of course.

That is all.

Your mistress will not know the
household star for the Duke's country

it will be your business to attend to
her needs and ease her arrival.

Her happiness is your greatest concern.

No, no, no.

The icing must be as white as lilies.

This is a proper family.

A shipment of fine sugar went down at
sea. There is no more to be had in

for love, no money. Does Miss Daphne
wish for roses?

or lilac for the ceremony?

Does your mistress wish the cake to be
soaked in rum or bread? Will it be

or ham with eggs for the reception?

I am not sure. I shall ask.

Rose, you are the future Duchess's
lady's maid.

You must know these things.

Your wedding gown is a long way from
being finished, Miss Bridgerton. I

you will not be disappointed.

She will need a new police, too, and
then the more intimate items.

Four night dresses, perhaps, or five?

What could I possibly need with five new
night dresses?

They are not for you, ma chère, but for
your amoureux.

What else do you think a honeymoon is
for?

It would be a more special time, dear.

Yes, five night dresses would do nicely.

Daphne, how lovely to see you.

Oh, I do hope your wedding dress will be
ready in time.

Madame Delacroix must be working so
fast.

Mama, might you spare me a moment?

I must have Cressida's opinion on some
fabric. Her taste is impeccable.

Of course, dear.

I'm to have a new fleece for my
honeymoon.

What about this colour?

Trimmed with fur, perhaps?

Fur at this time of year?

Well, I suppose it's... Depends on how
much time you and the dupe spend

outdoors.

But you are fond of a midnight garden
stroll, I believe.

I do not know what you mean.

I'm almost certain I saw the two of you
in the gardens at the Trowbridge Ball.

No chaperone in sight.

How strange.

I do not recall leaving the ballroom.

Though I dare say it would have been
difficult to see the gardens with any

clarity at night.

Unless you were actually out in them
yourself.

My view of the garden was perfectly
clear from the safety of the terrace,

Daphne.

You dallied with the prince purely to
rouse the duke's jealousy, and then you

lured him into those gardens to trap him
into marriage.

I never would have imagined that a
Bridgeton would ever come to know such

You should consider your words more
carefully, Cressida.

In a matter of days, I am to be a
duchess, and you...

You shall be just as you are now,
unmarried and untitled.

So you can either be a Duchess's friend
or her enemy. It is entirely up to you.

First let us see if you actually managed
to drag him down that aisle at all.

I'd imagine a man like the Duke does not
take kindly to being forced into

anything.

I have come to bid you farewell,
panther. I shall be returning to Prussia

afternoon.

Am I to believe you truly long for sweet
pickles and sauerkraut?

Fight for the girl.

Hastings is merely a duke.

You are a prince.

I have no interest in brandishing my
title before the young lady, nor do I

to. I am happy for them.

Everyone is happy for them. You have
read of what your dear Whistledown

What do you want?

It is the king.

Your Majesty. Dead.

Looted.

Auf Wiedersehen, if you must go.

While you may be content to accept
defeat, it is certainly not how I

things.

Apologies for my tardiness.

Not at all.

The archbishop is yet to arrive.

We should discuss the matter of Daphne's
dowry. There is nothing to discuss. I

will not accept one.

I beg your pardon? I need not be paid to
marry Daphne. It is frankly insulting,

Cuthbert, in my judgment. You may place
the money in trust for her if you like,

but you need not harbor any doubts of my
intention to support your sister.

Her well -being is my responsibility
now.

They take their duty with the utmost
seriousness.

I must apologize for, uh... Well?

Shooting at me. Indeed.

I would have thought you dishonorable
had you not.

Besides, you've always been a terrible
shot.

You surely have such a great chance of
wounding me if you'd simply fired

straight over the head.

Your Grace, may I express my gratitude
for your granting of this special

license? Perhaps, my lord, you should
not.

Denied? What on earth for? For some
reason, the Archbishop of Canterbury did

think he owed me an explanation.

If we are to wait weeks for this
wedding, it gives Cressida Cowper, not

mention Whistledown and anyone else, far
too much time to uncover the truth of

what happened in that garden.

Simon. Lady Danbury.

Welcome. Welcome.

Is everyone as famished as I?

Now, this is far too grim a mood for the
celebration I was counting on. What on

earth is the matter?

Anthony?

We have been denied our request for a
special license.

What? The Archbishop did not see a need.

It is not the Archbishop.

It is the Queen.

Perhaps she has taken your rejection of
her nephew to heart. Or perhaps she is

simply bored.

Either way.

It does not bode well for your
daughter's social future, nor any of the

Bridgertons for that matter. Surely we
must be able to do something.

Give her what she wants.

Attention.

Appear before her yourselves and make a
personal appeal.

But she will not respond to begging, and
she can sniff out even the faintest

whiff of insincerity. So do not lay it
on thick.

Tell her you are in love.

Plain and simple.

And true.

You can do that, can you not?

Good.

Now, where is the dinner I was promised?

Bridgerton, I'm so glad you came. I dare
not miss it. Please, come in.

Make yourself at home. I would show you
around, but... Post -duty calls.

What are you doing here?

Apologies, have we met?

We do not need to have met.

You are a Bridgertonian.

I see my reputation pertains to me.

Not exactly about you.

Waiting to get your attention is a good
thing, I rather think.

You should go home to your brother,
perhaps.

But I'm receiving far too warm a welcome
here.

Is that how the tune goes?

It's a bloody love song, I think.

Happy to hear you're embracing the
genre.

Oh, I have my drink.

Did they kick you out?

My God, they kicked you out?

Will marrying the girl truly be so bad?

I know you care for them.

Feelings are irrelevant. See, they're
responsible for this mess.

I let them get the better of me.

And now she has to fight for what she
doesn't want.

At least one rodent loves to talk about
that.

Hey! Hey, don't you play the one about
the trap, boy!

All right, friend, time to get you out
of here.

I have invited Lord Rutledge to dine
with us on Saturday.

You have until then to muster the
appropriate enthusiasm for his proposal.

I could have until Judgment Day and
still not manage a smile for that

fate.

Despite all obstacles, I've managed to
find a man who will overlook your

circumstance and offer you some
security.

You should be lavishing me with
gratitude, and yet you merely sit here

thunk.

Is this about Mr...

He likes me.

He'll propose to me, I am sure of it.
That boy is barely out of leading

strength. He has two older brothers and
they're still running from the yoke.

You are to cut Colin Bridgerton
immediately, or I will lock you in this

room till the day Lord Rutledge makes
you his wife.

Lady Featherington, wait.

You are right.

You have been kind to me.

And I should like to repay you for that
kindness.

If I were to marry Mr. Bridgerton, you
would be connected to what I gather is a

very powerful family indeed.

Think what that could do for your girls.

Give me another Saturday.

If I have not secured a proposal for Mr.
Bridgerton by then, I shall accept Lord

Rutledge with a smile on my face. My
girl, you are six months away from

motherhood. Seven, if you're lucky. And
even if a miracle were to occur, and

Colin Bridgerton proposed tomorrow, the
wedding wouldn't be for weeks.

That is only assuming we wait until the
wedding night to consummate the union.

You will seduce him.

I will do what I must.

Very well.

You have until Saturday.

My king.

No need for the formality, Lottie.

Sit with me.

How is little George?

Well, he is not so little anymore.

Grows plumper by the day, in fact.

I'm quite sure he does.

Your subjects miss you, my dear.

I miss you.

I'm right here, Lottie.

I was just remembering the bluebells in
the cottage garden. You recall the first

time you saw them, you said it was as if
we were walking in the clouds.

You had just filled the paddock with
kangaroos, of all things.

Gentle creatures.

How are the gardens coming along?

They are in full bloom.

After your meal, perhaps we could take a
walk like we used to do. And how is

dear Emily?

Can you bring her to me?

George.

Amelia was ill.

Several years ago.

She came to my room about a fortnight
ago.

Did you not see her?

She is gone, George.

What did you do?

Have you done something?

What have you done?

What has this woman done to my child?

No, what have you done?

What have you done?

No, no, you come back here. She has
killed my child.

Miss? Rose.

Is everything all right?

I cannot sleep.

It's quite late for you to be up too, is
it not? There's much to be done.

If you're nervous about the wedding, you
need not worry.

I assure you I'm managing everything.

I will be ready.

I know you will.

You are not who I worry about.

The Duke.

Has he asked to beg off, Miss?

No.

He may wish to.

Every man entertains doubt before the
day, I rather think. But it does not

signify he will be a good husband to
you.

A good father as well.

Miss?

He cannot have children.

I shall not pretend to understand the
extent of his physical impediment,

I imagine it is a source of great pain
for the Duke indeed.

I have an aunt.

She lives in Greenwich with her husband.

They've been married for ten years now
and never blessed with children, but

still are to each other as husband and
wife.

There is a happy union.

Because they love each other.

At least your aunt has that.

I shall not keep you, Rose.

You must have a hundred things to do. Of
course, Miss.

Good night.

You smell

bad.

Nicky, stop pestering him.

Why must everything be so bright?

It is called day for a reason.

Charcoal and oil will soak up everything
in your gut.

Eat.

If I am in fact to marry, I would like
the both of you to be present. If?

He seems to believe there is a way out
of this.

We would be honored to attend.

Good.

Have you told the Duke about your
exhibition series business?

Alice. Will is seeking more investors
for a series of matches.

Perhaps, Your Grace, you and your future
brother -in -law might be interested in

investing.

Now, I can't certainly owe you something
after shooting at you.

Alice. What?

I'm sure His Grace understands the basic
tenets of marriage.

Or at least he will.

Everything you know, I know. And
everything I know, well, you eventually

up. They have no mind.

That's what I do.

Right, dear, come on.

Out you go.

As low as you can go, Lady Danbury? With
these knees?

Yes, Your Majesty.

Very well.

Let your young people come forward.

I've heard a rumour that the special
licence you seek to marry has been

I'm not quite sure what you believe I am
to do about it.

Well, plead your case.

Your Majesty, I assure you nothing
untoward has occurred.

It is only that we love each other so
very much.

Oh.

While I was deeply flattered by the
attention of your nephew, the Prince,

I simply could not ignore my long
-standing affection for the Duke.

You see, Your Majesty, it was love at
first sight. It was not, Your Majesty.

The young lady flatters me.

It was not love at first sight for
either of us.

There was attraction, certainly, at
least on my part.

But Miss Bridgerton thought me
presumptuous, arrogant, insincere.

All fair, really.

And I thought her a prim young lady
barely out of leading strength.

Not to mention the sister of my best
friend, and so romance was entirely out

the question to both of us.

But in so removing it, we found
something far greater.

We found friendship.

You see, Miss Bridgerton and I have been
fooling all of Mayfair for quite some

time.

We have fooled them into thinking we are
courting.

And really, all along, we simply enjoyed
each other's company so much we could

not stay away from one another.

I've never been a man that much enjoyed
flirting, or chatting, or indeed talking

at all with Daphne.

Miss Bridgerton, conversation has always
been easy.

Her laughter brings me joy.

To meet a beautiful woman is one thing,
but to meet your best friend in the most

beautiful of women is something entirely
apart.

It was with my sincerest apologies, I
must say, it took the prince coming

for me to realize I did not want Miss
Bridgerton to only be my friend. I

her to be my wife.

I want her to be my wife.

And so I plead with you not to make us
wait.

Simon, you are wise.

Or perhaps unusually lucky to understand
friendship to be the best possible

foundation a marriage can have.

Even if that foundation should crumble
as quickly as it's built.

I shall like to offer you the choice,
Miss Bridgerton.

Do you wish to marry this man?

Dearly beloved, we are gathered to join
together this man and this woman in

holy matrimony. It is said that marriage
hath in it less of beauty but more of

safety than the single love.

I now pronounce you man and wife.

I suppose congratulations are in order.

We've been friends, after all.

I do hope you'll remember my kindness in
keeping secrets and repay me someday.

Enjoy your triumph, your grace.

What about him? He seems... pleasant.

Oh, him.

Kind eyes.

A fine enough husband, I think. Ken, I
neither know nor have time for any of

these men.

Now, where is Colin?

You can choose anyone but him.

He is my friend, Marina. I have known
him forever.

And I do not want him to be tricked and
deceived into a lifelong commitment.

You must not do this to a good man.

Well, should I perhaps entrap a bad man,
then?

Perhaps you would find it acceptable for
me to live my life with a man who

treats me like a mere beast. No, I only
need... What am I to do, Penelope?

I will be a good wife to Colin, and he a
good husband and father.

Whoever young and well -liked by you he
may be.

Miss Thompson, you'll be delighted to
know that Lord Rutledge is no longer

available. He is engaged as of this
morning.

That is how terrible.

Best hope that whatever you have planned
for Mr. Bridgerton actually works.

It's your last hope.

I'm beginning to feel a little bit
faint.

Perhaps you know of a more private place
where I might catch my breath? Oh,

certainly, Miss Thompson, please.

This is much more comfortable, thank
you.

Though it is still quite loud.

Oh, of course.

We should not be alone in here.

No, we should not.

I can hardly believe I'm saying this,
but we cannot go further.

You are a lady, and I must maintain your
honour and mine, no matter how

tempting otherwise.

Or have I offended you?

No. You are right.

I am a lady.

I am unmarried.

And you...

You are... a gentleman.

Then marry me.

I know we have only known each other a
short while, but... Well, would you want

to marry me, Miss Thompson?

I would be delighted to marry you. Then
what are we waiting for? My thoughts

exactly. We will marry by the end of the
season.

It's a rather long engagement. Or simply
romantic.

You deserve a grand wedding. Our
families will need time to plan.

It will be wonderful.

I promise you.

But let us not say anything now.

It is my sister's day.

Of course.

I must say, I am honored and most
grateful for your presence. And I must

hope you made the right choice.

Well, either way, I suppose you will
enjoy your wedding night at the very

Yes, I certainly enjoy spreading
secrets, do you not?

Dear child, have you lost your wit?
Everyone enjoys secrets.

Otherwise, why would Lady Whistledown's
paper be so successful?

Do I... I am flattered by your
accusation, but it is simply not true.

Though when you unmask the writer, do
let me know.

You believe Whistledown is Lady Danbury?

Your Majesty, what evidence have you
gathered?

You would like to know what... what
evidence I have gathered in my

of Lady Whistledown?

Are you requiring your queen to ask
again?

Tell me what you know.

Well, I believe her a widow.

She would be.

A most enjoyable party.

Indeed.

And, Bridgerton, um... The other
night... What happened the other night?

I do not believe anything happened at
all.

Very well.

Ah, dearest.

I believe you know Mr. Bridgerton.

My wife, Mrs. Lucy Grandall.

It is a pleasure, Mr. Bridgerton.

I

spoke

to the Duke.

That makes one of us.

He refused your downright.

Is this your attempt to raise my
spirits?

You refused for your benefit, sister.

I shall put the money in trust so you
may use it how you see fit.

For your children, perhaps.

Certainly, you two will have a brood
large enough to put mothers to shame.

Well, is something wrong? No.

This is all... I must take a moment of
excuse.

I know it must be difficult to be
leaving this house.

I have many memories here.

Then you will make new ones with your
husband.

My husband.

It seems so strange to finally be able
to say that.

I suppose I'll put this conversation off
for as long as I can.

On my wedding day, I...

insisted cook bring out round after
round of food, in part because I did not

want the celebration to end, but I must
confess I was also quite apprehensive of

my wedding night.

In fact, I was quite full by the time I
got to Aubrey Hall. I certainly do not

recommend that.

Well, what do you recommend, Mama?

I know you and the Duke. Well, whatever
took place between the two of you, you

may very well know some things already.
I know nothing. I assure you.

Well, there are some things you ought to
know.

Some things that will happen that
involve you and your husband.

The Duke, obviously.

Well, he... You see, the marital act,
which, now that you are married, you...

may perform.

If it is this difficult to discuss, how
difficult must it be to perform? It is

not, dearest. It is most natural.

Much in the way that rain soaks a field
in autumn and in spring flowers grow.

When you were younger, do you remember
we had two hounds in the country?

Bassets, in fact.

That is right. Well, no one explained it
to them.

But there were puppies.

I see. So this act is performed to have
children. Yes.

But what if the Duke and I cannot have
children?

And does that prevent us from...
performing this act at all, from even

wedding night at all. Dear, is this your
concern?

Daphne, the two of you care for each
other deeply.

When all is said and done, nothing else
matters.

There's no reason to be concerned.

I still have so many questions, Mama.

They are bringing the carriages around.

It is time.

Perhaps I can come with you. I've always
wanted to live in a castle. If Daphne

is going to take anyone with her,
Gregory, it will be me.

The two of you are staying here until
our dead sister allows us a visit.

You mean if she allows us a visit, I'm
quite sure you'll enjoy the peace and

quiet. I want to miss all of you.

Terribly. Even me?

Even you.

I have a present for you.

It is upstairs, made of four walls and a
very comfortable bed.

I suppose the light in your room is
quite pleasant.

I know we could not be any more
different.

But there is one thing we do share.

The certainty that you will make your
own way in this world.

I'm sure of it, Eloise.

Write to me as soon as you arrive.

Of course.

You're going to be wonderful, Gretchen.

We should reach the inn before
nightfall.

The inn?

Clayton is much too far, Johnny.

And the roads there are not safe after
dusk. We need a place to rest before

continuing on in the morning.

So we will be spending our wedding night
at the inn.

Why?

I should have told you.

Not at all.

I do hope everything is to your liking.
Should you require anything else at all,

please let me know.

Ah, here we are.

Your room of grace is just over here.

I requested a separate room.

Yes.

Well, should I... Yes.

Yes.

We should go down to dinner.

Daphne? Are you not hungry?

I do not want any dinner.

I've spent the last three days wanting
to be alone with you, wanting to talk to

you, wanting to know.

I understand that you do not wish to see
me, that you would prefer to...

stay in your separate room and endure a
wordless dinner together on our wedding

night, but I... That is not what I would
prefer.

Simon. You are mistaken.

You have avoided my presence.

In order to allow you your liberty.

You said all but a few words to me. In
order to keep myself from saying the

wrong things.

You've barely been able to look me in
the eye. Because I could not bear

to the misery I have caused you. You did
not... I am the one who trapped... you

into this marriage. I trapped you.

I have spent the last three days in
agony, unable to talk to you, unable to

alone with you because I knew you wanted
nothing to do with me.

And understandably so, after forcing you
to make an unimaginable sacrifice, you

wanted a life with children, a family.

You wanted a life with a man you truly
knew. You wanted...

A love match, and yet... And yet, this
cannot be any more different.

Is that what you hope to say?

I shall join you for dinner momentarily.

Everything I told the Queen was true.

From the mornings you ease, the evenings
you quiet, the dreams you inhabit,

my thoughts of you never end.

I am yours, Daphne.

I have always been yours.

I... I do not understand.

I do not know how to be anything clear.
Well, do not get angry. I'm not angry.

You're not angry.

I'm... Bothered? Look at you. You're
downright flush. Yes, that is what

When one is angry. When one burns for
someone who does not feel the same.

You burned for me.

Why do you think I followed you into
that garden?

Why do you think I went into that
garden?

If you would have only looked at me this
week for longer than two seconds, you

would have seen.

It is you I cannot sacrifice.

I burn for you

Do you want me to stop?

Do you want me to stop?

I want to show you more.

Did you touch yourself?

Aren't you?

When I talk to myself, I always think
about you.