And yet there will be happiness...

True self...

She looked out the window again. The bright sun didn't make her happy, but rather depressing.
This day promised to be the same as dozens of others before and after it. At what point did she stop thinking about what would happen next and decide to go with the flow? She couldn't answer herself. The pain that had previously tormented her soul was replaced by sadness, and anger and resentment by indifference. This was how miss Georgiana lamb's life went on in her own little world, closed to almost everyone. Until today.
Georgiana heard familiar footsteps near her door and sighed heavily. "Mrs. Griffiths, of course, who else, it's the same thing every morning."
There was a light tap on the door and Mrs. Griffiths looked in.
- Georgiana, my dear - she said - are you awake yet? How are you feeling today?
- The same as always - Georgiana said.
- I need to tell you something-continued Mrs. Griffiths - we were walking with the sisters yesterday and met the Reverend, and then bought a new hat and Miss Beaufort...
- Very interesting - said Miss lamb coldly.
- Oh,  no, of course not, I don't wanted to say this - Twittered Mrs. Griffiths - we met another person, which you perhaps interested in and you regulation is happy his see.
- Who is it? - Georgiana asked indifferently, knowing full well that this conversation was beginning to bore her.
- Oh, you won't believe it - said Mrs. Griffiths - this is Charlotte Heywood, she is at Sanditon, saying she's on business.
The name seemed to wake up Georgiana. She jumped out of bed and went to Mrs. Griffiths.
- Is Charlotte Haywood here again?- she asked - did you get anything wrong?
- No, no, that's right - Mrs. Griffiths went on - she asked about you and wanted to visit you soon.
"Charlotte is back! I need to see her and talk to her!"
Several hours had passed, and Charlotte had not appeared. Used to being alone, Georgiana realized for the first time in a while  that she was desperate to see her friend. This knowledge pleased and frightened her at the same time. One reminder of her suddenly shattered the island of calm and serenity that she had worked so hard to build around herself in the months since Charlotte and Arthur had left.
Never had a day seemed so unbearably long, and the waiting so long.
It was time for dinner, and the hope of an early meeting became more and more illusory, and the bitterness of expectation became stronger. The night that replaced the evening also gave her no peace. Georgiana decided to find Charlotte herself in the morning. And she had to start with the Parkers.
She left the house early, telling Mrs. Griffiths that she need to meet Charlotte, and went to Trafalgar house. She was not kept at home for a long time and was released alone, without an escort. Sydney lifted all the restrictions and conditions in the fall, when everyone left and they finally talked.
She hadn't been out for a long time, not seeing any particular need for it, but today she needed it.
Georgiana knocked on the door of the Parker family, and a servant let her in. She entered the house, preparing to greet Mary, but to her surprise she met Sidney reading the morning post. When he saw Georgiana, he jumped up and went to meet her.
- Georgiana?  - he asked excitedly - why did you come?  Is something wrong?
- Sidney? - Georgiana asked, surprised at his presence.
- Yes, I arrived yesterday - he replied - but there was so much to do, I was going to visit you today. But what are you doing here? What happened?
- I'm looking for Charlotte - she said.
- Of course I should have guessed - he said with a smile - but she's not here, Georgiana.
- Has she left yet?  - with fright asked she - You've done something wrong again?
- Me? - he asked - She's not here in the house, she's staying at a hotel.
Georgiana let out a sigh of relief and sank into a chair. She was very excited; he hadn't seen her like this in a long time.
Sidney decided to calm her down.
- Charlotte's all right - said Sidney - she arrived the day before. I saw her yesterday, she talked about you, said she was worried about you and wanted to visit you.
- Did you see her? And talked to her!? - she asked - consider yourself lucky, after what happened, that she's talking to you at all.
- You're right about that - he said with a smile - Well, come on, I'll take you to her.
Georgiana nodded and they went to the hotel together.