It's not the end, only one more chapter and I finish it.
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Chapter 7
"What does it mean?" Asked Charlotte scarily.
The man just stood in front of her not saying a word. He didn't know what to say. Charlotte stepped closer and he had to collect all her will not to embrace the slightly shaking girl.
"Please, tell me that it's not true!"
"I…I am sorry. John is your guardian and Blacky will make a good husband of you. You were always … friendly." He said, not looking into her eyes.
"But... But I don't love him." She answered feeling a stubborn tear rolling down her face. Richard couldn't stand the sight of her. He turned away as he spoke.
"You don't know what real love is. Caring, worrying, that hateful self-tormenting feeling and when you think that in a minute everything is solved, you have to give up… believe me, you just don't know that."
It was now Charlotte's turn to shake. She didn't know what she should do, so she only stepped behind him and silently spoke.
"But I know. I think I'm…in love."
Richard slowly turned and looked into her eyes, as she continued.
"But not with Lord Blackwell."
"It's not possible. It's senseless. "He tried to disagree with her as she neared him.
"Why?"
"I'm your brother…"
"No! You're not!" She stepped back frustrated. "You well know that too! It's just a poor excuse because you can't say no to the will of the majority."
"But Charlotte!"
"You let Fate lead you and don't hold your own life in your hand. Just like Lord Roxton. You're not the Richard Redgrave I knew!" She cried.
"And what else would I have to be?!!!!"
In Lord Roxton's study the mood was in the same poor state. Lord Blackwell's scene left numerous questions in the air and Marguerite concluded that her trick with a kiss wasn't successful. The man in front of her stood powerless as a big puddle of misfortune. He struggled between society's expectations and the happiness of his loved ones, between his rations and his heart. Marguerite couldn't watch it anymore.
"Did I hear it well? You sold Charlotte?"
"You must have misunderstood it, Miss Krux. There isn't any financial problem which made me to make this step."
"Don't make me laugh! I know the best, that not only with money can a man buy something. Why? For title? You have! Money? You told that it's not. Than why?"
"It's much more complicated and I don't think I need to discuss this topic with you." He went toward the door, but she was quicker and stood before him.
"Of course it's me you'll discuss this situation! Charlotte is not an object you can sell. I'm still waiting for your answer. Why?"
"If you must know, Blackwell is a respected man and I don't see anything against this marriage."
"And Richard?"
"What about him? He agreed with it."
"Because he's as weakling as you!"
"What did you call me?"
"Weakling, powerless, expectable, fearful, a coward!"
"I only make rational decisions. No need to insult me!" He turned his head away from the hard stare of the woman. "It's what is expected from me. What else should I be?"
And in this moment one sentence left two lips in the same time, with the same feelings. The words just slipped away on their own rhythm and there was no power that would have stopped them:
"Be stubborn, wild, irritable, brave, stay your grand like before!!!"
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