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Alice hops out of the bed that has Anthony's sleeping figure lying on it. Sighing she grabs a flask filled with whiskey guzzling it down she feels it sting the back of her throat.

Sleeping with the viscount was not entirely bad but boy, he had some nerve.

Anthony slowly rises up from the bed hair sticking to his sweaty forehead. "You'll miss you're sisters seeing with queen." Alice chuckled. "God." He groaned. "Mother will have my head."

"Well I will simply be bored, for I have nothing to do." Alice sighed dramatically putting her hand on her forehead and falling back just a little.

Anthony smirked, "You have me to do, miss Jones."
"My, my mister Bridgerton you have quite the mouth on you." Alice snickered trying to tie her corset.

"Here allow me." Anthony said walking close to her breath brushing against her neck making her shiver and close her eyes.  He slowly tightened her corset making her wince. Knock knock.

The maid opened the door and gasped dropping Anthony's breakfast. "L-l-l-lord bridgerton!"

"Val! Out!" Anthony yelled frantically. Val closed the door. "My family's name is ruined..." Alice slowly said.

"N-no! It's okay I'll fix this, and your family's n- my family's name! Will. Not. Be. Ruined." He said with all different emotions.

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"Anthony I must make haste."  Alice whispered. "There is no need to leave! We can still fix this!"

"No Anthony there is no fixing this, us." Alice lowered her head. "By the time I return you will be married and happy."

"Do not say that."

"It is the truth."

"It is not! I love you Alice Jones." Anthony said holding his hand in hers.

"𝐘𝐨𝐮 𝐝𝐨 𝐧𝐨𝐭 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞 𝐦𝐞, 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐢𝐝𝐞𝐚 𝐨𝐟 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞."

And with that she fled to France her only hope her distant cousin.