Love Saves A Highland Spy by Bridget Freya

Love Saves A Highland Spy by Bridget Freya

Author:Bridget Freya [Freya, Bridget]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2019-02-17T05:00:00+00:00


Chapter 14

A Morning Of Regrets And Apologies

Francis awoke to his own gasping breath. He felt certain that he was not alone. He was sure that with him was someone who very well might be the end of him.

Then he remembered. He was in the townhouse in Edinburgh. Moreover, somewhere in the house was Arabella. A woman who had captivated him in ways he had never dreamt possible.

Arabella, the stunning, compassionate, wise young woman who was thrilled by the chance for adventure and whose heart was currently bleeding because of his words.

The overwhelming sense of regret was more palpable than anything. Francis didn’t feel hunger, he didn’t feel tired or awake, and he didn’t feel how badly he needed to bathe. He felt only the painful memory of the previous night and how deeply he had hurt Arabella.

She was so close to him. Two rooms away, he knew she was probably waking as well. The evening before, he had stood outside her door for a moment, seeing the light still bleeding from underneath, aware that she was awake. Nevertheless, he didn’t knock. He was afraid of trying to get her attention. Afraid of what he might say or do.

Why did he always have to feel such heaviness? Why was it that his heart was constantly bound up in the knowledge that he was failing everyone by simply existing? He was hurting Arabella just as he was hurting the laird who had claimed him as son.

So he had slept. He had gone to his room and lay down, only to close his eyes and fall into a deep, exhausted sleep.

Now, early in the morning, with only the sense of her in the other room, Francis wished more than anything to know how to make up with her. What could he say? How could he convince her to forgive him without telling her everything?

Was it even possible?

Whatever the answer, Francis knew he could not allow the morning to go by without seeing her, even if it meant going to her room. He had to tell her he was sorry, had to beg her forgiveness.

Francis gathered himself and had a bath. The water took a long time to prepare, but once it was hot, it felt wonderful. As he cleaned his body, he felt like he was cleaning his soul, recovering from the evening before.

After dressing and trying to dry his hair as best he could, Francis finally made his way down the stairs to the dining area, where he saw Arabella already sitting at the table with his faither.

They were speaking light heartedly of the evening before and he watched for a moment as Arabella charmed the laird. She bit into a piece of toast and laughed along with the laird as he regaled her with a story.

“It’s just like what ye said!” he laughed.

“I ken! I didnae think she would ever actually do something like that,” Arabella replied.

Not knowing what their conversation was about didn’t matter. For Francis, his heart was warmed just watching Arabella and his faither engaged so joyously with one another.



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