well, i’m not going too bold. when i was younger i used to dress rather similar to miss cressida.

watching her, she just sat there for a few moments before she got up and hesitantly wrapped her arms around her. “if you need someone to listen…” she said, knowing she wasn’t much of a talker.

“i understand and you don’t have to accept it, but my time alone at home made me think about a lot.” araminta said as she paced gently, sighing softly. “you never had a mother and instead of taking on that role. i was selfish and cruel.” she added, looking at her.

yes it was rather embarrassing.

oh, i did, but.. it was too much.

“and look at you now. you have everything. a home. a husband. a baby. you truly deserve it. don’t take it for granted like i did.” araminta sat down slowly. “it wasn’t always easy losing not one, but two husbands. i don’t want you and your sisters going through similar fates.”

very gaudy and bright.

opening the door, she offered a smile and stepped back. “please, come in. i had my servants bring everything down to make things easier.” she then led them over to the boxes of items that belonged to sophie’s mother.

she is exhausted.

it’s possible.

“yes.” araminta looked down at her lap wit a sigh, thinking for a few moments. “losing your greatest love can come with challenges.” she looked back at her. “i heard how violet was after losing her husband and while with child. it’s never fair.”

maybe i should wear some color again.

i worry i won’t seem as… intimidating.

well, it was how i was for a long time. many years.

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surrounded by imbeciles.