Chapter 115
It was not long till Narcissa had sunk completely back in to herself. All it seemed she ever did now was read the paper which was full of news that her cousin had not been recaptured.
Slowly, her husband seemed to get back to where he had been with her and he was as affectionate with her as he had been before she had got her confidence.
Kissing her deeply, he smiled. He liked it when he had her in his control. He hated it when she was her own women. She was his. To love and to hold.
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