My Dearest,
I won't expound on the feelings which flooded my body when I read your letter. I will never doubt your love again, I will never doubt you.
I know each new day brings me closer to you, but sometimes I forget. You make me smile, in all this darkness and gloom I imagine you and I smile. A small amount of happiness is all I need from you.
I just want to be home. You are my home, I miss your warmth. I try to imagine your laugh, the sparkle in your eyes, the way you speak as I try to fall asleep. Amidst all the noise, I only hear you.
I imagined you in my old room at Pemberley and I cried at the joy it brought me. I never thought I would be crying from happiness in this torturous prison. And yet the tears came and I laughed so easily the others thought I had gone mad.
The rumors are growing louder, the war is expected to end soon. The New Year is coming, hopefully I can make it to the celebration.
If I don't, and I know you don't want to speak of this outcome, but I want to say a few things.
The first, I have loved you with my whole being from the very beginning. Know that every inch of me has loved you, and now as I write my only regret in dying is leaving you.
The second, you must go on living. Your happiness in life is all I want, find love again, get married to someone deserving, have a life worth living. Live for me.
I don't want your spark to go away. I know it will be hard, but darling I want you to try. I want you to get up everyday, laugh and sing for me. If you're ever missing me, just close your eyes and imagine me by your side.
The last, my family (your father included) they have already received a similar goodbye. I have one request, please make sure your father doesn't keep to his rooms, make sure he lives life as before. Make sure he reads, laughs, and plays with whatever grandchildren he might have in the future. Make the future bright for me.
That is all I want to say.
I wish to be by your side, my Elizabeth.
I recently had a dream. We were both in my grandmother's garden at Pemberley, the gentle sounds of nature surrounding us like a blanket. You were in my arms, laughing and happy. I was myself again and I was teasing you and you were smiling.
If I had one last request it would be to see your smile again, that would be enough.
My love, I'm almost home.
-William Darcy
Hello Readers! I want to personally thank a reader (kaaw, I believe) for her lovely and touching comment. Thank you so much! The next chapter is already written and all I can say is, I'm very sorry (maybe a bit of bribing can make me post it a few days early?) Keep in mind, I plan to make this story ten chapters long. Also, does anyone want to see the letters Darcy wrote to his family members and Elizabeth's father?
(Also, another story that has been getting attention is A Start, that will be updated in JUNE/JULY of 2016.)
One last note, I've been listening to Hamilton as background music, so sorry Lin-Manuel Miranda for stealing a few of your words.