Chapter Eighteen The next morning, Darcy was at work in his study when he heard the doorbell followed by the excited chatter of ladies and Georgiana’s squeal of joy. One voice rose above the fray—Elizabeth. Darcy pinched the bridge of his nose as a deep boring sensation drilled* into his head. He had not … Continue reading The Secrets of Pemberley- Chapter Eighteen
Wordless Wednesday- Portrait of Boniface Amberach
Rose Fairbanks 