Falling in love with Benedict has been easy, too easy

It started with one look at Lady Danbury's ball last season and it made the time go fast, walking to greet him and his family he took you by the arm to the drinking table telling lighthearted jokes while fidgeting with his coat's buttons

It was not much but it was enough for you to know that since then you would cherish him, laugh with him and love him in a way only a future wife could

From that moment you could hear it in the silence while you two shared dances, on the way home when you thought about his dimples, when in a walk he saw you looking at a necklace while he was accompanying you and his little sister —Eloise— on a walk and he managed to slip away to buy it and put it around your neck

The moment he realized he fancied you was when you asked about his paintings while looking at an art piece of the gallery with your shoulders brushing so lightly that no one on the ton could see it unless they looked closely, no proof to anyone more than one touch but it was enough. Many members of his family asked about it, sure, but no question was quite similar to yours

Since then he could hear it in the silence when he was at his art studio when he was sketching, or when the lights were out on his room at midnights. Since then he started courting you, asking your mother and his own for tips or your likings to know you even more

After the wedding, his family could see it in your shared smiles when he saved you a seat at the table at breakfast. When after a pathetic fight about an idiotic topic you managed to talk correctly and he whispered that you were also his best friend or when you laugh at the dirty jokes he saved only for you

And now, he could feel it in the silence — always on the silence—, letting himself fall all over again with you just by admiring you on his shirt instead of your own nightgown