Edith, I can't do this. I want you to be happy, but you cannot be happy with me...
Sir Anthony Strallen's heartbreaking last words were like daggers in her heart. Edith lies awake amidst a torn wedding dress, tear stricken cloths, and tangled sheets. Why me? She wonders. Thoughts of her disastrous wedding play over and over again in her mind. He was supposed to make me terribly, terribly happy. We were supposed to be together, forever... She lets out a sobbing moan as she rolls over, shuts her eyes, and for once, after days of restlessness, falls deeply asleep.