"I believe my destiny is... you," Eloise breathed out, making her heart pound against her ribcage and Maria's eyes widen with childlike excitement. "You, Maria Sharpe, are what I want. You are like a forbidden fruit. Not to be touched, not to be loo...
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𝐓𝐇𝐎𝐔𝐆𝐇𝐓𝐒 𝐎𝐅 𝐇𝐄𝐑
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"𝑷𝒆𝒓𝒉𝒂𝒑𝒔 𝑰 𝒔𝒉𝒂𝒍𝒍 𝒒𝒖𝒊𝒕 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒅𝒂𝒏𝒄𝒆 𝒇𝒍𝒐𝒐𝒓, 𝒏𝒐𝒘."
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✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ:*
𝐄𝐋𝐎𝐈𝐒𝐄 𝐒𝐓𝐎𝐎𝐃 𝐎𝐍 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐆𝐑𝐄𝐄𝐍'𝐒 𝐎𝐅 𝐀𝐁𝐁𝐄𝐘 𝐇𝐎𝐔𝐒𝐄, milling around, just waiting for the disaster of a ball to start. Her mind was still set on her last visit to the printer's shop and how she had, again, met that girl who she had now found out the name of.
Maria Sharpe. She couldn't stop herself from swooning ever so slightly at the name. Although it had no difference to any other name, it was just the fact that it belonged to that girl that made it so special.
Eloise had never suspected to feel what she is feeling and it terrified her greatly, but then she started to think logically. She had never been afraid of what people would think about her before, so why should she start now? Then again, it wasn't like she was going to start parading the fact she had a certain feeling for another woman, that wouldn't end quite well.
While waiting on the grass with her brother, Colin, she heard someone coming up beside her and turned to see her best friend, Penelope Featherington.
