Lost in Translation (C. Bridgerton)

Chapter 12: I thought I was better safe than starry-eyed

July 12, 1816 – It seems that the summer heat is not the only thing causing a stir within the ton. Recently, the Montclair and Bridgerton families have been seen in each other's company more frequently than usual. Could there be a more permanent union on the horizon?

Lord Philippe Montclair and Mr. Colin Bridgerton have been spotted in deep conversation on multiple occasions, discussing matters that appear far more serious than the usual lighthearted banter one would expect. Indeed, whispers suggest that their discussions have involved future business ventures and mutual interests, signaling a burgeoning camaraderie between the two gentlemen.

Regardless, the warmth between the two families is palpable, leading this author to wonder if we shall soon hear the sound of wedding bells. Stay vigilant, dear readers. Though no one shall stay more vigilant than this author.

As you walked home from the modiste with Eloise by your side, you noted the afternoon sun filtering through the leaves high atop the trees surrounding you. You had suggested a shortcut back to your respective homes, opting to go through the park rather than the busy streets, and you were mostly thankful for the silence of the greenery around you. Mostly.

"So, will you be joining us for dinner tonight?" asked Eloise expectantly, gently nudging your shoulder with hers.

You groaned and screwed your eyes shut, already dreading the conversation, and the evening, to come. "Yes, Mother has been quite insistent that I go. I think she'd kill me if I asked to stay home one more time."

"I didn't know we were that bad," joked Eloise, only a hint of resentment in her voice.

"Not at all!" you rushed to defend yourself, cringing at the fact that one of your dearest friends was upset with you. "You know that it's just... Well, I'm sure Colin told you everything. I really can't bear to face him."

In all honesty, Eloise's annoyance was warranted. You had spent the past two weeks avoiding the Bridgertons at all costs, only seeing Eloise at balls or in your own home. The only reason you had gone to Bridgerton House today was because you and Eloise were leaving immediately afterward to go get new dresses, and you were certain you wouldn't run into Colin.

Not only were you still terribly embarrassed by your assumptions of Colin's character, but you also found yourself strangely drawn to him. Now that nothing prevented you from actually liking him, and now that you knew that he was not a horrible person like you had previously thought, you were in a bit of a conundrum. Colin Bridgerton had charmed you, and you knew that if you let yourself, you could very well start to grow feelings for him.

And that wouldn't do. No, it absolutely wouldn't. For starters, the two of you had never managed to get along anyway, so you had no idea how you would even live in relative peace were you to have a future. Even so, your father would never approve, no matter what Lady Whisteldown was alluding to. And so Colin was out of the question as a husband or really anything other than a friend.

But while you had been meticulously maneuvering through your social outings to avoid her family, Eloise had slowly been losing patience. She had tolerated whatever had been going on between you and Colin at the beginning of the season, but it was high time that you stopped acting so childish. Especially after Anthony and Kate's ball, where the two of you had already apologized for your misunderstanding and subsequent feud.

"I can't believe you haven't seen him since that night," scolded Eloise, crossing her arms in a huff. Then, in a humorous tone, she added, "He doesn't actually look that bad with a broken nose if that's what you're worried about. The swelling has gone down considerably."

Not able to help yourself, you let out a small snort and smiled at your friend. "No, it's not that. I'm just so embarrassed. Oh heavens, even just thinking about it I can feel my face getting hot. He did tell you about it, right?"