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
The Secrets of Pemberley- Chapter Seventeen
Chapter Seventeen “Thank you for allowing me to come,” Georgiana said in the carriage and squeezed Darcy’s hand. Darcy smiled but scrutinised her face for signs of over-enjoyment. In his nightmare, she had never recovered from the heartbreak of Wickham. She never learned to trust herself again. More than that, Darcy felt the wounds … Continue reading The Secrets of Pemberley- Chapter Seventeen
