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^”There is no one I trust more with my heart, and I give it willingly. I wish to be yours, Nathaniel. Your wife, your friend, your home.”^

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cont’d

And that, I realized as Nathaniel swept me away in yet another dizzying kiss, was love.^

^I’d never felt like this. Like spring after a long winter. Like a rainbow after a storm.

Like a woman absolutely and completely in love.

He kissed me, his lips capturing mine so fully and deeply that I had to cling to his jacket. I felt the trueness of this, the surety that even if the world around us twisted and tore apart, I would have Nathaniel, and he would have me.

^Mama laughed. “I saw how he acted when he brought you home, Verity. It was perfectly clear what you are to him. But what is he to you?”

I kissed her on the cheek. “The world, Mama. He is the world.”^

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^And yet, something settled inside me. As if a cloud had moved from the sun, and I could feel its warmth yet again. How quickly I’d come to know him, to depend upon him, to care for him. But that was the way of life. Sometimes a relationship of a fortnight could be infinitely deeper and dearer than one developed over many years.^

Literally what me and Nathan were talking about 30 minutes ago!

Oh, and that is called a fichu!

^”I cannot understand how she endures your nonsense.”

“Ah, love,” he mused. “That great equalizer.”

“Do you not mean death?”

“Heavens, no,” he said. “It was love that blinded Ginny to my faults and convinced her to marry me. Dying would not have helped me in the least.”^

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^I loved London, but there was something about the country in springtime that made a girl’s heart yearn to make flower crowns and walk barefoot through the grass.^

Me: 🙋🏼‍♀️

^Kissing Nathaniel Denning made the world disappear. He made me feel like I was the world—or at least his world.^

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^Then he kissed me, his lips capturing mine, and it was everything. Light and dark, heart and soul, hot and cold. There was nothing possessive in his kiss, yet I felt utterly his.^