Death At Fairing Point (Story Edition)

My name is Charlotte. Charlotte Jane Robertson. I have been married to the guy I never loved. My mother, Margarita Rose Amsterdam, insisted me to marry a rich, scottish man, named Louis Kanderlon Robertson. I never loved him. My mother only wanted the money. I live here in Scotland.

I wake up every single morning, being dressed and not doing it myself. My mother was very happy I followed her. "The corset was too tight". I said. Oh yes, my mother doesn't mind. Not one bit. The breakfast is delightful. Always. My husband hired a man named David Harold Mason.

I talked to him.

David Harold Mason, Madame. At your service. As a horse caretaker.

I notice him always staring at me.

He has a handsome face. Very handsome, indeed. "Is there a problem?" I ask.

"No, madame. But, you have a very beautiful face." He answered.

"David, you are a pleasant. I am a rich man's wife. I don't want to have anything odd going on between us." I told him. But, as I go upstairs, I smile. And he just leaves.

I was admiring the garden, when he walked to me.

"It is a beautiful weather, madame. Isn't it?" He asked.

"It is a very beautiful weather, The sun is beautiful." I answered.

"Like you, my darling." Louis added.

"Hello, dear. What are doing here? Don't you have a meeting in the facility?" I asked.

"Good Morning, Sir." David greeted.

"Yes, but I wanted to say Goodbye to you first, Charlotte." He answered, kissing my left cheek.

David went away. He had to carry a wheel barrow, with manure in it.

I left, and I don't know what to do anymore.

*Passed 4 days*

"Good morning, David." I greeted.

"Salutations, madame." he answered.

I was wondering if it was fun to help him. And take care of the animals.

"Can I help?" I asked.

"Madame, this is too much work for you, you can't handle it." He answered.

"You'll be surprised" I said.

I stumbled upon him, "You have blue eyes." I said.

"I do, madame."

He touched my face. And kissed me inside his house. I wrap my arms around his body. As he untie my corset, I say "Oh David, you have no idea how much I love you."

He kisses my neck and said "I love you too, Madame."

There was a sexual relationship between us.

*After 1 day*

"I enjoyed it yesterday, madame." He said.

"No, yesterday was a big mistake. I didn't want to do it." I said.

As I walk out "Madame, I know you love me."

That made me stop. I faced to him and say : I do. And, My husband will kill me if he finds out.

"I love you, madame, and that is the only thing that matter. You have no idea how painful it is to see you with him." He said.

I walked away from him. I went upstairs. I stayed in the balcony. I was watching him. My necklace was with him. He dropped it in the dirt. He went inside his house.

*After 1 day*

A slap from Louis, I recieved. !You had a relationship with David?! I heard you two yesterday."

"Yes!" I said. "That's because my husband doesn't treat me right!" Abd he punched me again.

He banged the door and said "You are staying here!"

I sobbed very hard. I went outside the balcony. All I can think of someone is David. David, the love of my life. David was pointing me out. I think he said

"Later, night. Let's run away!!"

I said "Okay!"

And then he said: I love you.."

I didn't answer him anymore.

*7:23 pm*

He gave me the ladder, and helped me out. The gate was opened. So I ran away with him.

"We'll be together, I promise Charlotte." We walked from the mansion to his friend's house.

I felt an overwhelming happiness when I ran away with him.

*The next day*

Where is David?! I asked.

"David!" I wondered around.

He's not there. But there was blood on the floor. David was dead. My world shattered. I cried for help. My heart was broken. He promised me.... He said we'll be together... I love him.. I love him so much. Who could have done this?! Who murdered my dear David?! Could it be Louis? His friend is dead too. As I look for the murderer, I found a note under the bed saying "Today, I ran away with Charlotte. I thought this was only a dream... I never imagined being with the girl I loved so much. I never thought of this. I love her so much. And I found his diary. On the drawer. I read it all. Louis.. was threatning him.. I can't believe it. It might be Louis. I'm positive.

Someone shotted me. "Louis, I knew it. You killed him too! You killed David. How could you? And you shot me too. I love David, and That's it. David, David. Hold my hand.. Please? I love you. " Those were my last words before I died. We died holding each other's hand.

"Well, you wanted to be together, be happy, I did it. I made you two together." He said.

I love you David...

(David Harold Mason :September 12,1835- March 25, 1855)

(Charlotte Jane Robinson: October 5, 1836 - March 25, 1855)