At Godfrey’s crowded engagement reception, Serilda forced dark lipstick across housemaid Avelise’s mouth and mocked that Godfrey still preferred his dead wife.
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Chapter 16 / 17
Chapter 16
Serilda and I met again three years after the broken engagement.
Coffee.
Public place.
No ring.
No portrait.
No Evangeline.
She looked calmer.
So did I.
“Do you still love her?”
She asked.
Lenora.
“Yes.”
Serilda nodded.
“Good.”
That surprised me.
Then:
“I used to think that meant less room for me.”
“And now?”
“I think love is not a room.”
Better than anything I could have said.
We did not restart the engagement.
But we began talking.
Slowly.
May you like
No promises.
If something came later, it would not be built against a ghost.
