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Right actions in the future are the best apologies for bad actions in the past.

-Tryon Edwards

Ch.4

It seemed like hours that Ciel laid on the floor. When he finally stood, his joints popped and his legs ached. There was also a wet spot on the floor from where his tears had fallen. All was silent and the candles in the room had burned low and dim. Oddly, his meal was waiting on the table where he had been sitting, but he no longer felt like eating. The grandfather clock read 11:30 p.m. He went shakily into the hall. No voices or sounds could be heard. His only thought was to find Elizabeth. The hallways were dark and the curtains drawn over the windows blocked out the moonlight. He stumbled along as if he had never been in his own house before. His mind was hazy and his chest ached, his only goal, get to Elizabeth.

When he finally found her room, the door was ajar. No light shone through the crack. She must be asleep. Ciel took a deep breath and pushed open the door. The room was cold and a draft rushed past him. No fire burned in the grate.

He whispered," Lizzie. Lizzie are you asleep?"

There was no response. Maybe she was asleep. Or was she ignoring him?

He walked over to the bed and spoke louder this time," Lizzie please. I need to talk to you. I need to... apologize." The last word caught in his throat. " I'm so sorry Lizzie. I'm so sorry. I neglected you and pushed you to the side. I put everything above you instead of seeing to your needs. I hit you. I should have never hit you. I said I didn't love you, but I was wrong. I was so wrong, love. I was wrong and I'm sorry so, please forgive me!"

Nothing happened. Ciel reached forward to where Elizabeth should have been asleep. His hand rested on cold undisturbed sheets. As if seeing the room for the first time, he looked around. His eyes were nearly adjusted to the dark and he could make out things quite clearly, unfortunately. The drawers were all open and empty. He ran to the closet and flung open the door. There was nothing inside. The tops of the dressers and table were bare as well except for one thing. On the vanity was a piece of stationary. A round circle of metal rested on top of it. He picked up the circle first. It was her ring. The stationary was a letter addressed to him.

Dear Ciel,

I am leaving. I don't know for how long I will be gone. All I know is that I'm going home. I can not stay in a place where I am not wanted and am neglected. You said it yourself. You do not love me anymore. You promised when we were engaged that you would never harm me in any way on purpose. Tonight you broke that promise and I am sorry to say that I can not forgive you. I am leaving you my ring. It does not completely belong to me so you can give it to whoever comes along after me. This is cliché, but we can still be friends if you so choose, but I need time away from you at the moment. You not only hurt me physically, but emotionally. I am sorry to go so unexpectedly and sorry for any misunderstandings or problems I have caused you. Goodbye Ciel.

~Best of luck, Elizabeth

The letter was blurred in some place with water marks. She had been crying when she wrote it. Crying because of something he had did. The letter shook in his hands and he gripped the ring so tight that the diamond dug into his palm. A sudden beam of moonlight illuminated the room and he looked into the mirror. He looked haggard and pale. His clothes were greatly wrinkled and his hair was messy. Carefully folding the ring into the letter, he tucked them into his pocket and ran. He ran through the hallways, ran into every unlocked room, ran down the stairs, and ran outside, all the while calling for his Elizabeth.

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