I loved Holborn,

or did I not?

I don't know, he is dead now,

ran into a trap on a slaver ship,

not a trap, a ambush,

always trying to prove he is better than me,

I was close to breaking our engagement off.

After all, the way we met was hardly a good way to start a relationship,

a night of drink and later, canoodling,

and in a back alley!

Even if he is a good guy,

I can't really love him.

I want a man,

but holborn is but a boy.