To Love A Lord Of London (Wardington Park; Raptures Of Royalty) - Plot & Excerpts
. Catherine felt the other side of her bed dip but didn’t turn from her sideways view of the London rain outside her window. She felt her heavy blankets lift. She felt the movement and already knew who would be there, who’d come to comfort her. A small arm wrapped around her as her sister gave her a hug. The Croftman sisters said nothing, simply listening to the sound of the rain as it tapped against the window, creating that natural rhythm that only rain meeting glass could make. For many, the rain was either the sign of cleaning, newness, or a sign of gloom. But for Catherine, it was neither. For the last hour since the storm had begun, the rain was just what it was. Rain. Water from the sky. Falling. There was no care for its reason for doing so and no thoughts of its purpose. There was the sense that even Catherine’s feelings were tired of feeling. She was completely exhausted of everything. “I’m sorry I wasn’t there,”
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