She knew only too well that love was not always the happy ecstatic state that novelists depicted.
It was pain, it was misery and it was a yearning for the unattainable, which she was feeling now. In her mind she linked herself with Emily and knew that they both felt the same.
They both loved a man who was out of reach. They both looked towards a future that was dark and empty without light or hope.
Giselda was so intent on her thoughts that Julius startled her when she heard his voice and realised that he was beside her again.
“I did as you asked me.”
There was a sulky note in his voice, which told her it had been an uncomfortable moment.
“Thank you.”
They automatically began to walk back from the Pump Room.
“Will you come driving with me this afternoon?”
“I am afraid that is impo
