Since always you have been in love with the Viscount Anthony Bridgerton. Bu last season, after you and Daphne who his sister and your best friend, were presented on society you seem to catch his attentions... at least a little

You knew that the man was experimented, all Mayfair knew that but you thought that maybe you could change that... Maybe he was more than just a libertine that saw women as more than as what majority of the men did, but you were wrong

Even if you two end up marrying you knew that your innocence and way of seeing the world would not change until miss Siena Rosso, the opera singer, was out of his life. But you wished him to be happy so you did not interfere

After months of being married to him you saw one of his former lover's letters on the drawer of his study, the letter spoke about how nice your husband has been to her but that they could not meet more, feeling guilty for you and her now new partner. That made you feel better and feel respect towards Siena, not everyone would do that

All the amount of relief you felt left your body when you saw Anthony's response, his card incomplete but saying that even though he felt for you he was not going to let her go entirelly. At first you thought that it was about his own pride over being thrown away, that he loved her or that you were just a nice, precious thing to share in the eyes of society

After all, you and Daphne were the perfect jewels mamas wanted for their sons: always well behaved, never a frown and with a soft smile gracing your faces

But then you tought it as a way of saying that the both of you were important to him; your father remaried years later after your mother's death and that does not mean that he stoped loving your beloved mother, he just found another love and also realized that maybe you were more prejudiced than you really wanted to admit

When Anthony entered to his study and saw you looking numbly at the letters he rushed to kneel down in front of you to see your face

"Where did you seen this, my love?" he asks softly, taking the letters out of your hands and then holding your face gently