Forbidden Love (Sapphic Historical) - Plot & Excerpts
This was to be our new home, I thought in wonder. To think that mere weeks ago we had all been living the life of the privileged upper class only to have it all snatched away from us seemingly overnight following my father’s untimely death. We were a long way from our country estate in Surrey; longer still from our handsome townhouse in London’s Kensington, now at the mercy of creditors. “Oh, God – it stinks! And it’s so…depressing. “William!” My mother warned in disapproval, frowning at my younger brother, but he merely scoffed at her reproachful look. Insistently, he said, “But it does – I think I’m going to chuck up my breakfast-” Although I tutted at his theatrics, the smell coming up from the harbour beyond was rather potent. I swallowed, trying to ease the unsettled feeling stirring in my belly which wasn’t helped much by the nervousness that had been afflicting me all morning.
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