Sorry about the wait for this chapter! I ran into some writer's block (curse you writer's block!), but I was able to finish this chapter! Yay! It actully was really fun to write. :)

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Chapter Two

Anger

Cosette trembled. She made sure the door was locked before falling onto her bed. Hot, angry tears fell down her cheeks. There were guests to entertain downstairs but Cosette wouldn't go back. Couldn't go back.

It was tradition for the Pontmercys to throw a Christmas party every year. Cosette insisted on following this tradition, even though Marius was concerned about her wellbeing. Nothing was going to stop Cosette. She usually wasn't this stubborn, but Marius let it go. Perhaps this was a sign she was getting better.

The invitations were delivered to the families which the Pontmercys invited to these things. Cosette greeted them as they arrived. She accepted any compliments with modesty. Cosette made sure that everything was perfect. This was her time to prove herself.

Dinner was when the questions started. A guest had just arrived. She was late, but Cosette welcomed her in with open arms anyways. Marius froze when he saw who it was. Cosette noticed, but didn't say anything about it. The guest's name was Geraldine Bisset. Cosette didn't recognize the name. Not even from the guest list.

"Madame Pontmercy, did you know that I was the one who was suppose to marry your husband? I just thought you should know," said Geraldine, cutting her chicken.

Cosette felt as if she'd been stabbed. Did Marius love this girl in return? She thought that he loved herself. Maybe she was wrong. Marius was more in love with this Geraldine than her. Cosette thought that they had something. More than just something, love. Cosette thought that the way they spent their days together, wrapped up in each other's arms, showed how much he cared for her. Perhaps Marius only married her out of pity.

That wasn't the only horrid thing about the dinner party. After dinner, Cosette brought the guests to the parlor. There they talked between each other. Cosette felt her mind wondering. She thought of her's and Marius's love story. Cosette only returned to reality when someone address her.

"Madame, tell us about your father. From what I've heard, he was a poor gardener, who tried to escape every trouble he ran into," said Geraldine, "Is that right?"

"No!" Cosette exclaimed, a bit too loud, "My father found me at a inn. A poor and abused child. He brought me out of the darkness. Papa gave the world to me! I am who I am today because of him! DON'T YOU DARE INSULT MY FATHER!"

Geraldine seemed unfazed. "Also your mother. I've heard rumors that she was a w*****."

"MY MOTHER DID EVERYTHING FOR ME! PAPA TOLD ME THAT! SHE DID WANT TO!" Cosette shouted at her.

Everything annoyed her. The sound of the clock ticking on the wall. The look on the guests' faces. How tight her dress felt on herself. Cosette let a sob out before running upstairs to her room.

Now she sat on her bed in her nightgown. Cosette felt her stomach churn. She ignored the pain. Ignored the anger in her veins. Cosette hated everything in that moment. The people downstairs were at the top of her list. From downstairs she heard Marius send them home. She heard him come up the stairs. Before he knocked on her door, Cosette faced the other direction.

"Cosette? Cosette? Please let me come in, Cosette," her husband begged.

She let herself go to the door. But before Cosette opened it, she asked Marius,

"Do you love me?"

He made no hesitation to answer.

"More than anything in this life, Cosette! You are my everything! My love, my life! Please let me in!"

Cosette threw open the door. She dove into his arms, crying.

As if that could fix everything.

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