Hold me, lover, like you used to (so tight I'd bruise you)

Let's hide under the covers, We don't know what's out there

Violet Bridgeton was devoted to her family. Everyone could see that, you have to be crazy to say otherwise.

She prided herself in raising her children, no matter how much chaos and headaches each of them has caused over the years. Each of them has a unique character and their own person. Stubborn to a fault but determined in everything they do. Edmund would have been proud of them.

When the house started becoming emptier with her oldest children moving out and pursuing their careers. She demanded to have a weekly family dinner. Especially, as she rarely has all her children with her - Colin constantly traveling, Daphne planning on moving out soon, and Eloise opting to have a dorm for her last year in university. Having a weekly family dinner became essential for her. It also made sure she was up to date when it comes to her children's lives. Be it the new prank Hyacinth and Gregory did or Francesca getting a solo at her recital or the new deal Anthony managed to close at their advertising company; no news was too small for her.

The light-hearted banter echoed around the room accompanied by delighted laughter. Any mother would be content, having all her children with her. But right now, sitting at the head of the table, she can't help but cast a worried glance at her eldest daughter. Unlike her other siblings, she hasn't joined much in the conversation, opting to pick at her food. Daphne's been quiet and reserved.

No doubt caused by Simon.

She read the latest Whistledown post regarding his return earlier today and immediately knows her daughter must have also read it. She can't help but worry. It took Daphne a long time to move on from that relationship. It was difficult given that it was her first serious relationship.

Their relationship was anything but easy. Particularly with Anthony's protest at the start of the relationship. Not to mention Whistledown's constant gossip and speculations. Eventually, the gossip died down and Anthony finally stopped glaring at Simon every time the man was around. It even led to Whistledown declaring them as a perfect "love match". She saw how much Simon and Daphne were devoted to each other. She's pretty sure there were bets going around as to when they'll get married.

Everything was fine back then, until, of course, that dreadful night. She didn't know what happened that night, nobody did, all she knew was they broke up. Violet could remember the dread she felt when Daphne didn't come home that night. If it wasn't for Rose's message telling them that Daphne was with her, she would have ended up calling the police and going out herself to look for her daughter. She also remembered the state Daphne was in when she got home - her skin was ghostly pale and her eyes were red; missing their usual mirth. Locked herself up in her room, Daphne didn't want to talk about what happened, and wouldn't even tell them why they broke up. It took both Colin and Benedict to stop Anthony from breaking down the door. The next thing she knew, Whistledown was talking about the break-up and announcing that Simon was leaving the country.

She can only imagine the turmoil Daphne is going through. After two years, there is a chance that she'll see Simon again.

"Daphne," Violet called out, softly. "Are you planning on attending the social event this week?"

The social season is here!

Such exciting times especially for London's most illustrious families. Several young ladies were seen running in and out of stores. The most notable one is Cressida Cowper, having bought the entire rack of designs by Genevieve Delacroix. Could this be part of a ploy to enrapture the handsome bachelors?

However, a certain dashing bachelor hasn't been seen much ever since his return. Hiding from someone, Mr. Basset?

We all hope you'd grace our presence soon.