“I’ve tried hard to forget it all,” she said.
“I am sorry to hear that,” he said. There was a degree of disappointment in him, that Juliet did not miss. It threatened to get inside her heart, though she stood firm.
The Captain eyed her for some unforgiving minutes of awkward silence, trying hard to find the right words to set their impasse aright, but knowing Juliet’s stubborn will, he wondered if it was possible at all. “I believe, Juliet, that the nuptials are set,” he said. “Your uncle planned this night as a celebration for you. And tomorrow we are scheduled to be married. However, under these circumstances, I wouldn’t have you as my wife, you being so hateful. We’d never find a moment’s love or peace. If your decision is firm, I’ll go to your uncle and withdraw my proposal.”
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