One Heart- The Greatest Showman

Chapter 67

Elizabeth's Pov (A few days later)

Unfortunately, a few days later we had to bid goodbye to Countess Adele and Ailsa, promising to keep in touch - W.D swearing to Ailsa that he would write to her every week and she would to him. Somehow I am getting a feeling that there may be something more there....Who am I kidding, there is definitely something blossoming there.

The carriage was quiet crammed. Myself, Anne and W.D on one side while Phillip and Hannah sat on the other side. Basically the two sets of siblings, or my not siblings siblings, sat on the two opposite sides of the carriage. You would think that the carriage would be full on talking and lively hood, but it was silent as the fall of snow. Phillip was resting, his brown hair falling on his face in a some what flawless manner as little pieces moved up and down with the rise and fall of his breathe. Hannah was just staring out of the carriage window, twiddling a piece of her short hair as she watched the scenery pass by - with the help of Ailsa, we had fixed up Hannah's hair so it wasn't as sharp edged as it was before, she still hadn't told us why she cut it but neither Ailsa or myself wanted to press for the answer. Anne was reading my book, which she had picked up and got obsessed with automatically, while resting her back on W.D's shoulder, hugging her legs to herself so she could read in comfort, well what she called comfort. W.D was, you guessed, it already writing to Ailsa and when I asked him what he was writing, he just told me he was writing about the circus because Ailsa was thinking about coming to see it soon. I may of teased him a tiny bit, which caused him to throw a crumple piece of paper at my head, but you known it was kind of worth it since he made fun of me. Over the course of the trip, we each took turns to have a couple of hours of sleep as if we had all fallen asleep at once, it would of been chaotic. 

When we eventually arrived back in New York, I don't think I have ever been happier to see the sun before. The snow had almost completely thawed out and the spring weather was dawning. After taking Anne and W.D to their apartment, Phillip thought it would be best if we took Hannah back to the house, which Countess Adele had graciously paid for as our wedding gift (despite both of us saying that it was too much), so she could go get settle in as well as rested since I don't think any of us got much sleep at all. I mean it was pretty evident from the bags under our eyes and the dark circles which formed with them. Phillip wanted to go thank Barnum for stepping in while he was away as well as thank the girls for the card they made him. I must of fallen asleep between taking Hannah to the house and going to the Barnum's house because Phillip had to lightly move my shoulder to wake me. I don't even remember falling asleep, but I guess that is one of the perks of falling asleep you never know when you fade away. 

Barnum and Charity were already outside when we arrived and came an ensured that we were okay, especially that Phillip was okay after his Scarlet fever. 

"Yes, feeling one hundred percent better." He re-assured the two of them before asking if the girls were around. 

"We were just going to pick them up from the Ballet school down the road." Charity informed us. "Would you like to come see them their?" She asked, to which we of course agreed and decided to take the carriage. 

"The girls have been talking about you two for days." Barnum explained with a hearty laugh, "They have a new instructor for this week and after Helen told her that they knew you two and apparently she said she knew the two of you as well. Which of course made Helen obsessed with her. "

I was so tired, I just nodded along. Not even processing the information properly. "How are the girls going anyway? Being accepted more by those prima donna?" I questioned, recalling how the other ballerinas would shun the two Barnum girls since they were "different". 

"It is getting better, slowly. But the girls don't recognise it as much anymore, they now just take it and keep moving on. I think you taught them that, they say you taught them how to be strong." Charity replied with a smile.  I didn't realize that the girls saw that in me, me being strong. I always thought I was weak. Like not physically but I know I tend to over-react and over-think a lot of things and I usually let my emotions get the better of me. But hey, I must be getting better at controlling my temper if the girls think that me walking away makes me strong.