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Audrey rejoined the ladies in the drawing room after dinner. She had to assure them all, especially Horatia, that she had merely been shocked at the news she’d heard. She was seated on the couch, watching the ladies catch up on their gossip. Usually she enjoyed being in the midst of those circles. They often laid the seeds for what would eventually turn into stories for her Lady Society column. But instead she was, for lack of a better word, moping.
She was such a fool to let her heart yearn for a man who kept pulling away from her. And she couldn’t help but think of what would happen tonight. Would he come to her room if she didn’t go to his? He just might.
Her sister eased down onto the seat beside her, carefully leaning back a little so she could rest. “Audrey.”
“Yes?”
“Is every
