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(Violet's POV) The mud splashes up and coats my pants in a thin layer of grime as I watch Leo walk into the distance. My face is burning with anger and it is nearly impossible to turn any thoughts into words. I grip the unwanted umbrella in my hands as I look down at the splashing rain. Deep inside, I had a feeling Leo didn't know what was said. However, if there was even the slightest chance that he did, then I'd be a fool to trust him. “Even if it's true, he didn't have to be so heartless,” I mumbled to myself, recalling the encounter from last night. The Previous Night After Leo bolted out the room, I cleaned myself up and started heading to bed. Before reaching the plush sheets, there was a knock at my door. “Leo?” I asked while tugging open the wooden door. Standing before me was an older gentleman with an almost grim expression. “Ms. Bennet, I believe we need to have a chat,” he plainly states. My gut starts to spiral, alerting me to the outcome of this conversation. “O
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(Leo's POV) Violet blinks a few times before shifting to grab a cookie. I nod at the confirmation of my suspicions and patiently wait to see if she will tell me herself. “I know you don't want this marriage either,” Violet quietly begins, her eyes still on the coffee table. “But somehow, being called too sickly to even be near you felt unnecessary.” Her voice sounded so raw and it wasn't long before gentle drops fell from her eyes, leaving small water spots on her pants. I move my hand towards hers, but stop before it could reach. “I never said that, Vee. That was all my father's doing. He sees emotions and trauma as weakness. I know that better than anyone,” I try to comfort her. Violet's red tinted eyes gaze up from beneath her dark hair and I catch a glimpse of an expression I have witnessed countless times. It was the same look I always wore after my mother left, one that shows how completely alone someone feels. Quickly, I lean over and grab the worn leather notebook from
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(Violet's POV) The gardens had quickly become a place of refuge for me from the glaring cold of the mansion. Since it was made clear I'm not allowed to leave without prior permission, the beauty of the many colorful flowers eased my anxiety. “Slightly,” I smugly think as Leo's face pops into my head. Thanks to him, I now have my mother's journal, which I keep safely tucked under my mattress to avoid the prying eyes of a certain aunt. “Vee!” I hear her call from behind. Aunt Bella is almost incapable of speaking to me without raising her voice. It's as if the sight of me infuriates her for some reason, not that becoming close is a major concern of mine. Ignoring her screeching voice, I continue to admire the small purple flowers before me. Aunt Bella's heavy steps halt beside me and displace the gravel on the path. “How're things going with Mr. Whitlock?” she inquires, a displeased air glazing her speech. I scoff at her determination to control my non-existent relationship. “My in
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(Leo's POV)Upon hearing that Violet had been found unconscious in the gardens, I postponed the rest of my meetings and raced back home. Despite the backlash I was to face, all that consumed my thoughts was making sure she was alright. Bursting through the front doors and up a curved staircase, I didn't even pause when passing my father and Violet's Aunt.I would later find out that the harm done to Violet was intentional and inflicted by her own aunt. Before I could throw that devious excuse of a human off the property, Violet wobbled in front of me, her expression unreadable.“Why won't you let me help you?” I had asked, but my aching heart was soon silenced as she made it clear that there was no trust between us. After Violet returned to her room, warmth still lingered in my chest and provoked me to do what I did next.I carefully opened the door to Violet's room and placed the crisp flower on the floor. The house echoed with hushed whispers as I then proceeded to take confident
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(Violet's POV) Many days have passed since Leo and I last saw each other. After the incident, I was graciously granted permission to go out on my own, so long as I had a bodyguard. Strangely, Aunt Bella had left me alone since and was scarcely seen on the property. On this rainy day, I braided back my black hair and requested that Jason, my assigned guard, escort me to the movie theater to catch a showing.I had long since adjusted to the constant surveillance placed on me, but lately it seemed bizarrely tailored to my habits. “Jason, is everything alright with Leo?” I asked during the drive. He gives a kind smile and glances back using the rear view mirror.“You need not worry, Ms. Bennet. Mr. Whitlock is merely occupied with work,” he reassures me.I slump in the backseat as the trees roll by. To someone else, it might seem as though I was worried about him cheating. After all, it was still common knowledge that we were engaged.“Not for much longer, probably,” I think as my ha
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(Leo's POV)Violet's dark eyes peer up at me between the soft waves of her hair. A gentle breeze sways the leaves, causing a rustle to interrupt the silence. As we remain still, mere inches apart, it feels like my heartbeat can be heard across the city. A loud pounding paired with an unavoidable attraction guides my arms as they wrap around Violet's soft body.To my shock, she leans back into me and holds my arm. Though our height differs greatly, I refuse to let it deter me as I lower my head into the crook of her neck. “Leo, can we eat?” Violet quietly asks, her voice uncertain. I pull back enough to laugh, enraptured by her cuteness. Sliding my hands down to take her's, we both slowly approached the area I had meticulously set up.After careful consideration, I had decided on this pond for our evening together. Though I admit my experience with romantic gestures is extremely limited, the privacy was guaranteed. I watch nervously as Violet settles on the blanket and analyzes the
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(Violet's POV) As the moon gave way to the sun, I awoke to Leo's sleeping form laying beside me on the ground. I softly remove his arm from under my head, careful to not make a sound. I lean down and kiss his forehead, readjusting the blanket over him before rising. Not one to leave a mess, I quickly gathered the extinguished candles and empty plates before making my way inside to obtain some breakfast for us. Making sure to include lots of toast, I stuff all the components for a complete breakfast into a makeshift basket and return to the pond. My heart catches in my throat when he is no longer sleeping peacefully. In fact, Leo is nowhere to be seen and I fear the worst. “Where did you go?” I hear his voice ask from behind the tree. Leaning up against the trunk, he was gazing at me concerned. I hold up the basket and approach. Leo squints, conflict evident in his features. “I'm not much of a morning person, but you are. I wanted to surprise you,” I confidently declare
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(Violet's POV)“No!” my voice shrikes in overwhelmed denial. I aggressively throw the papers to the ground and grit my teeth, tears clouding my sight.Bella remains silent and merely maintains her stare, an unidentifiable emotion plastered on her face. My breathing grows heavy and the previous brief happiness was obliterated.Aunt Bella slowly unties the ribbon in her hair and wraps it around her wrist. Her graying black hair, usually strictly tied back in a bun, falls down to her shoulders as she stops in front of me. “You think I don't miss her too? She was my sister and I was left to pick up the pieces,” Bella speaks softly. My face lowered at the realization of a selfish perspective. I had no right to assume anything about what Bella feels. This was her showing a rare gentle side and that perhaps my mother's death was just as painful for her. A brief moment to contemplate the idea proves how absurd such a notion was. Was she really trying to guilt me and get away with her acti
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