Married Life of Lady Whistledown

Chapter 1

The early morning light filtered through the curtains of the Bridgerton townhouse, casting a gentle glow across the bedroom where Colin and Penelope lay entwined in each other's arms. Penelope stirred first, her eyes fluttering open to the sight of her husband's peaceful sleeping face.

Colin, sensing her wakefulness, murmured sleepily and tightened his hold around her waist. "Good morning, love," he whispered, his voice husky with sleep. Penelope smiled, brushing a strand of hair away from his forehead.

"Good morning, darling," she replied softly, pressing a tender kiss to his lips. They lingered there for a moment, savoring the warmth and familiarity that came with years of shared love and understanding.

As they settled back against the pillows, Penelope traced lazy patterns on Colin's chest, her thoughts drifting back to their journey together. It had been a whirlwind romance, marked by unexpected twists and turns that had only strengthened their bond.

Colin shifted slightly, propping himself up on one elbow to gaze down at his wife with a look of adoration. "Do you know how much I love you?" he murmured, his eyes sparkling with affection. Penelope's heart swelled with happiness, her own gaze meeting his with equal love and devotion.

"I do," she whispered, reaching up to caress his cheek. "And I love you just as much, Colin Bridgerton." Their love was a steady anchor in a world that sometimes seemed chaotic and unpredictable. Together, they had weathered storms and celebrated triumphs, always leaning on each other for strength and support.

The quiet of the morning enveloped them like a cocoon, offering a rare moment of peace and intimacy amidst the demands of their bustling lives. Outside, the city began to stir awake, but inside their sanctuary, time seemed to stand still.

With a contented sigh, Colin pressed another kiss to Penelope's forehead, their fingers intertwined as they lay together, cherishing the simple joy of being in each other's arms. In this small, private moment, they knew that their love was not just enduring—it was the very essence of their happily ever after.