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.
