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I sat in my late-husbands study mulling over the documents he'd left for me to read. He'd left me everything. We'd been married a little more than a year and he'd left me everything. He had truly loved me. And I him. I wore a black veil covering my face and a stunning black dress that stood dark as midnight against my ivory skin. My dark ringlets fell to my breast. The dark gloves I'd been wearing now lay neatly on the desk as I gingerly touched all of the things he had touched himself. I picked up his fountain pen and could almost feel the fluidity and gracefulness of his hand surrendering words to the pages that I read.
'To my wife, Lady Aurelia Kent, I leave every possession I owned and every cent of money I have ever made. I leave all of my estates in her charge and care.'
The sentence leapt off the page. According to London society no man in his right mind left his belongings to his wife, or any woman for that matter. I smiled to myself, a smile smile, one that I'd always reserved for him. He was the perfect husband. He let me be myself and wanted nothing but that. He was always bringing me things from his travels to London. One week it was a beautiful golden dress. When we'd met I'd told him how my name meant golden and he brought home the dress all of those moths later saying, "For my golden girl."
I missed his smile and his laugh. The way his eyes lit up when he spoke of me or the child that I was with. I missed the way he had cried with me over the miscarriage of the same sweet child. He looked at me that day and said. "Don't worry my dear. That child is waiting for us in heaven." I had smiled then as I smile now. Sad and nowjealous that he has met my own little one. At least they have eachother. A kinder man I never knew. Why would anyone do such a horrible thing! I couldn't think of why anyone would want to murder my husband. But someone had had reason enough. A tear escaped my eye and dripped onto the Will I held. A knock came at the door drawing me from my puddle of pity.
"Lady Aurelia!"
"What a pleasant surprise, Liam!"
His Lordship gracefully walked across the room stopping to bow and kiss my ungloved hand. I smiled for him as a Lady did. He peeked up at me with dark eyes and hair hanging in them, shadowing them. He took me in a warm familiar embrace and I let the tears slide on his shoulder before brushing them away nonchalantly.
"Missed one." He said brushing a finger against my jaw picking up a stray droplet of salt water. He turned to the document I held.
"His Will." His tone and expression took on a grave behavior. " He took it and suddenly his teasing tone returned with a gentle smile. "Anything for me?"
"I'm afraid not, My Lord. He seems to have left it all to me." I shrugged and sat ungracefully on the veleveteen chair behind the desk.
He laughed. "Why Aura, you don't sound too thrilled by the news. Most ladies would be wondering why they hadn't thought tokill off their husbands sooner."
"Liam. That isn't funny! I loved him. I still do. I, I, don't care if he left me everything! I'd give it all to get James back!" I broke down crying. My head hung limp in my hands.
"Oh, Aura. I'm so sorry. I didn't think of what I was saying." He tookmy hand. "Forgive me?" He gaveme a small smile that so innocently portrayed his sorrow at having hurt me, thatI forgave him.
"Don't I always?" I took back my hand and carefully put on the black lace gloves before standing and walking to the window. The sun shone and I looked out on the perfect view of the gardens. James loved it there. He used to wake me in the middle of the night when the moon was full to take me on a picnic nearour pond. We loved our secluded countryside. It suited us perfectly. I smiled remembering his proposal for my hand.
