Forget Me Not by Michelle M. Pillow

Author:Michelle M. Pillow [Pillow, Michelle M.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: The Raven Books
Published: 2016-11-29T05:00:00+00:00

19

The day passed in agonizing slowness. Time did not lessen Isabel’s pain or her feelings of betrayal. She did not seek out Dougal again. The ominous tone of his words disturbed her as they repeated themselves endlessly in her mind. What was he hiding from her? What was it she was not supposed to know? And what was his silly obsession with the forest?

She took out what was left of her burnt letter to Jane and laid it on her writing table. Grabbing a quill, she set to writing to her sister again. Although this time, she would be more careful in what she revealed. It would not do for her mother to read more into it if she intercepted the message.

The late afternoon fell into the approaching darkness of evening. Isabel hid away in her room. She was confident Dougal would not seek her there. Not even he would risk being seen coming from her chamber. If her father suspected what had happened between them, he would demand he marry her at the point of his pistol. And she did not wish to gain a husband in such a degrading way. No, she did not need to force a man to be in her company. She would much rather be alone.

Isabel was watching the sun set in the distance in a display of reds and purples when Charlotte knocked on her door. She bid the serving girl to enter with a sad smile. Charlotte bowed silently, setting a tray of food on a table. As she turned to leave, Isabel beckoned, “Wait, Charlotte.”

“Yes, Miss?” the timid creature inquired.

“I have a letter that must be delivered straight away. Can I trust you to see to it?”

“A letter, Miss?” Charlotte asked in surprise.

“Yes, to my sister in London.”

“Yes, Miss.”

“Thank you.” Isabel picked up the letter from her desk. She handed it over. “I would prefer that no one else in the house knew of it.”

“Of course,” Charlotte agreed. “Will there be aught else?”

“No. Wait one moment, yes, there is one thing,” Isabel said. “Could you make sure that the bedrooms are cleaned and that fresh linens are put on all the beds before the Viscount and Viscountess arrive home?”

“Yes, Miss,” Charlotte said. With a dutiful bow, she was gone.

Sighing, Isabel turned back to the window to stare off into the distance. She ignored the tray of food, having no appetite for it, and as she watched the land grow darker, a fear crept over her, for the mist came with the night.

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