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She felt her heart skip a beat, strong arms encircle her waist and pull hard. The carriage stopped his race, leaving the gravel slide under its wheels. Gasped the horse and bystanders pushed cries of surprise. Julia, she had stopped breathing and refused to open her eyes.

-Madam, a deep voice whispered hoarsely against her ear, Mrs. answer me.

Julia opened her eyes slowly and she caught her breath. A man held her in his arms and she immediately realized he had probably saved her life. She regretted bitterly. A tear slid down her cheek and she looked surrounding, s still tightly held by the stranger. On the sidewalk a little further stood the image of William, smiling. Just a second before he disappears in the wind.

-Do not lose hope my love, echoed the voice of her husband in her mind, I am here.

She closed her eyes for a moment and the wind caressed her skin. She could smell the scent of William and her heart sank again in her chest.

-Madam, murmured the stranger who was still holding her by the waist, are you hurt?

Julia came to her senses and she finally consented to pay attention to the man who had saved her. She sat up, crossing his eyes, that dark look that reminded her of William. At that moment, time stood still, nothing had an importance around her. There was the warmth of the man who held her tightly against him, his eyes, his warm breath. She moved away from him and he then withdrew his hands from her.

Julia looked around to see the carriage resume course, hearing a curse through the lips of the driver, the crowd gave her a worried look and murmurs resumed. But the young woman did not care. She looked up at the man standing next to her and she looked at him with interest. He was slightly taller than she, gray hair waving on his shoulders, a gray mustache, dressed like a gentleman, a top hat, a cane. She smiled politely and looked into his. She was again troubled by seeing how the eyes of the stranger were identical to those of her husband. He had the same gentle way of looking at her, this same spark. She felt her breath failed and delicious heat win her body. She noticed he was still holding her hand and she pursed her lips, looking down at their hands. The man did the same, and a second later, he released her, clearing his throat.

-I ... I am not hurt, stammered Julia, thank you.

-This carriage could killed you, he said in a deep voice hoarse.

-I have not seen it, I ...

-Are you sure that everything is alright madam?

-Yes, yes, hastened answer Julia watching him again, all is well. Again, thank you sir. I will try to be more careful in the future.

She turned her back to resume her journey and he looked borrow the sidewalk a few moments before she heard him again.

-Madam, wait, he said to make her turn around and come beside her, I can not leave you alone at such a time. You seem ... whack.

-I do not know you sir and although I am grateful, I am afraid ...

-Did you eat breakfast? I know a great restaurant just steps away.

-I will wish to lunch alone.

-I beg you, man insisted almost pleading, in my case I hate to be alone.

-I am flattered by the interest you have shown me, sir, but I just recently lost my husband and it would not be is more enjoyable for me now.

-This is why you had not seen the carriage, it is not ?

Julia did not answer and looked a few moments before speaking again.

-Goodby Sir, she said simply before turning her back and resume her journey.

He took a deep breath and shook his head from side to side slowly.

-Oh Julia, he muttered to himself, I am sorry, so sorry if you knew. I love you.

The young woman went on her way and after a few meters, she felt another gust of wind twirling her hair and the scent of William tickled her nostrils.

-I love you Julia, William whispered in her ear, live my love.

Her instinct shouted to turn around, without knowing why. She made it gently to cross again the look of this stranger who had saved her life and who just stood on the sidewalk a little further. A warmth won her again, without realizing it, she smiled tenderly. He did the same and she nodded. He needed no more to approaches her and hold out his arm. Julia then took it and they walked at the same pace.

-I lost all my duties, murmured the man, I did not introduce myself. James Newport.

-Doctor Julia Ogden Murdoch, Julia said meeting his eyes.

-I am delighted to have met you Doctor. Something tells me that we needed to.

-Well if that was not the case, I will probably not be alive anymore at this time.

-I am pleased to have been there, he replied, smiling.

Julia did not answer and looking straight ahead as he gave her another tender look, and then they walked quietly a few minutes in silence before arriving at the restaurant at the corner and sit at the table.

They had spent several minutes discussing. They had met and yet, Julia felt to know this man. They chatted like old friends who did see them again for a long time. This meal was the first meal she had long since swallowed. Since the lost of William, she had very little eaten, but that day, the appetite had returned. She felt at peace with this man, confident. There was something about him that made her incredibly serene.

At the end of the meal, he insisted walk her to the asylum. She was not accustomed to grant trust strangers, but he however, it was different. She accepted and he left on the sidewalk in front of the large dark grids.

-Goodbye Mrs Murdoch, he said softly, kissing her hand, take care of you.

-Goodbye Mr Newport, thank you so much for this luncheon.

-This was a real pleasure.

They smiled tenderly and the young woman walked away from him again without a word. The heart of this man swelled with joy, it has been a while that he had not felt so much alive. Since he left Julia weeks earlier, since he no longer had held her in his arms, kissed her and plunged his eyes into hers. Under this mask his wife had not recognized him, under the mask he could spend time with her, without putting her in danger. William welcomed his idea to dress this way, because then he could expect to see her and talk to her. For now, he does not ask for more.

Dr. Ogden had struggled to focus on her work this afternoon. Her mind was clouded. She did not know what to think. She saw the newspaper in a corner of her office and she remembered what was said about her, she looked at the photo of her wedding and the sadness win, she thought of the man she had just met and a shy smile was on her lips. Julia did not know what to feel, she was lost altogether. And while work had always been her escape, her refuge, that day, she could not plunge into it. She took a sheet of paper and a pen and began to write.

"My dearest William,

I am writing you this letter you will never read. But I am writing because I need to do, I need to put into words how I feel. Today, I am lost. I love you, I love you so much that it is impossible to say at what point I do. I will not forget what we experienced, I want to be with you at this time. I want to be in your arms, cover you with kisses and tell you how much I love you but this is impossible. We are separated now. And I tried to find you, but someone stopped me. I am angry against this man, because if he had not been there at that moment I will be with you. There is nothing more for me here. I have long believed that I could change the world, make things happen and I have sacrificed so much for this. I even sacrificed our love and now I regret it, I regret it so much. If I could tell you all that I feel at this moment, I will without hesitation. I am angry William. Angry against that bloody fate, angry against you, against me. And yet all I want is to be with you. Nothing else today is more important.

The man who saved me made me think of you. He has your eyes. I have been deeply whack and I blame myself. I hate feeling this for a man I hardly know when I am losing you. In my heart I know you will not approve that I wanted to end my days. I know you want me to live. But it is not a life, I just survival. And if I lived again and I find the strength I need to find a man like Mr. Newport I can not stop thinking about you. I am not ready to let him touch my heart, yet it is far too early.

William I am lost, totally lost. If only you were here. "

to be continued ...