Regret

".And Mr. Ferras is married, but of course you know that." Thomas said as he stacked wood upon the fireplace. Elinor's body felt numb. She knew it would happen one day but not this soon! "Thank you Thomas," Said Mrs. Dashwood as he left the room. The room was silent. Margaret had stopped her French and whatever Marianne and their mother were doing they had stopped. Edward Ferras, her Edward Ferras, had been claimed by someone else. How could she be so stupid as to think that he may have reserved some feeling for her? If only she's known that Miss. Steel had been acquainted with Mr. Ferras in more than a friendly manner, she would have turned away from such people. If only she had known that Mr. Ferras would steal her heart and then break it, she would never of even spoke to him. Marianne often complained that Elinor had no feelings what so ever, but the trick was that Elinor could hide them. Useless displays of emotion could ruin the mood of day. So locked up were where her emotions stayed. Inside her head was the only place her feelings ran free. I shall miss you my Edward, she thought and sighed. "The weather is very fine today," Margaret said sadly.