Jane's POV

I regretted leaving as soon as I had gone. Wandering the moors I realised I didn't not care about marriage particularly. All I knew was that I loved Edward and had to be with him. So I turned back. I hurried back along the path to Thornfield- home. That was when I heard it. His voice calling out to me. I thought it was my imaginings but no, that voice was all too real.

"Jane! JANE!" called Edward.

I turned my head towards the voice and I saw him. He was out on his horse in just a shirt; he must have been freezing! Our eyes locked on one another and I saw him whisper my name.

"Jane..."

He jumped off his horse as I started running to him. He ran to me too. Oh how we ran. I was desperate to get to him, to feel him once more.

We finally reached one another. I collided into him with such a force that he staggered backwards, holding me in his arms. His hand cupped my hair while he nuzzled into me, and I buried my face into his shirt.

I heard him crying into my hair, so I held him tighter. He clung to me like he couldn't bear to ever let go again.

"Jane, I'm sorry. I'm so sorry. I should have told you, I wish I had told you. Jane." whimpered Edward.

"Let us leave Thornfield Edward, please. Let us take Adele and simply leave." I replied.

I felt Edward nod fiercely and I smiled.

"Come, you must be freezing sir" I said.

Edward groaned "please, no more sir's or Mr Rochester's"

I giggled and he looked at me fondly, grabbing my hand and pulling me close.

"Jane I love you" he confessed like he had from outside my door.

"Can I still kiss you?" He asked hopefully.

Instead of replying, I simply brought my lips to his and kissed him tenderly. He responded passionately, putting his hands on the back of my head, so I could not pull away. Not that I wanted to.

He groaned slightly, and pecked my lips repeatedly causing me to laugh.

"It is too late to travel tonight Jane" Edward said. "We shall leave early tomorrow"

"Can I stay with you, Edward? I am scared of sleeping alone in that house…" I replied.

"Jane, you will never sleep alone again, as long as I'm alive." Edward confirmed.

That night we did not make love. We simply held each other close. Our hands were intertwined and our noses nearly touching. We did not say much, but neither of us closed our eyes.

I think we were both scared that if we fell asleep, we would wake up and find ourselves alone, and all this would have been a dream.