The days that followed were tentative but different. Charles began joining her for meals, speaking to her with genuine interest and care. He invited her to walk the gardens with him, to plan the future of Wintermere together.
For the first time, he came to her room—not as an obligation, but with affection. Their intimacy, though hesitant, was filled with a newfound respect and tenderness.
Months later, when Eliza discovered she was with child, she felt a mix of apprehension and hope. Perhaps this was the start of a new chapter, a chance to find happiness, not in the life she had dreamed of, but in the one she now had.
Wintermere Manor, once a place of silence and sorrow, began to fill with the sounds of life—of love, laughter, and the promise of a brighter tomorrow.
THE END.
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