And yet there will be happiness...

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A small pond, conveniently located near Denham place, pleased the eye and soul. Its water sparkled brightly in the morning sun, keeping her gaze on it. She thought that this pond and the house had seen a lot in their lives: sadness, joy, and real grief. She had so much to do with this place, it seemed as if her whole life had been spent here. Here she and Edward had grown up, and now they were all alone, taking care of each other.
Oh, Edward, Еsther thought. Could she ever have imagined that the closest person in her life, the only one she truly loved, would betray her, so cynically and calculating. How could Esther have known that it would break her down and make her want to move on? Although she was in great pain and anguish, she still didn't hate Edward and still wanted nothing but good for him.
Fate had given Esther a gift she could only dream of. Her husband, whom she had so vehemently rejected all along, was able to give her what Edward could not. He lavished her with love, care, and affection. Never before had Esther felt as safe as she did with
Babbington. He surrounded her with such warmth and understanding that Esther's heart finally gave in to his onslaught. She answered him in return. It was love without reserve, open and honest. Esther respected and valued him, thanking him every day for teaching her to live full life, to laugh, and to look boldly into the future.
She looked at the house. He's changed a lot over the past few months. Her husband had made a great effort to put it in order, and now it had finally become the most comfortable and familiar place for Esther.
Last fall, Babbington came to her and told her that he had met Edward in London. Her husband found him in a terrible state, and Edward drank a lot and lived in a cheap boarding house. Babbington was startled and dumbfounded by the extent of his fall. Edward, with no connections in London and sufficient funds, was living a miserable existence. Esther's heart sank, for she had never meant any harm to her brother.
- Is there anything we can do to help him? - Esther asked hopefully.
- I know how to make sure he doesn't reject my help - Babbington said, looking her straight in the eye - but you have to trust me.
And Esther trusted him, never once regretting her decision.
Babbington met with Edward and offered to buy  the only thing that belonged to him and what he, due to circumstances, could not use -his part of the inheritance, half of Denham place. Edward, penniless and disgracefully banished from Sanditon, could not refuse such a generous offer. The money was paid and Esther became the rightful owner of Denham place. Only then she realized how generous and noble a man her husband was and hat did he do to make her happy
Edward was able to afford to live in better conditions and even began to go out. A couple of months later, he met miss Peabody, the daughter of a wealthy landowner who had long been looking for a son-in-law with a title. Edward pulled out his lucky ticket, just as Esther got her chance at a new life.
- Esther, dear - said Babbington, coming up to her.-  Augusta and I lost you.
- Yes, I am fine - said Esther - I'm a little preoccupied. This place brings back memories.
- I understand - responded he - hope not too sad?
Esther looked up at her husband, and there was so much warmth in his eyes that she could not help smiling.
- No - she said - You showed the house to your sister?
- Oh, Yes - with a smile he replied - I think she ran all around, it all interesting for her. She's never been out of London this winter, and now she's making up for lost time.
- Poor Child - she said with mock severity - Lord Babbington is your omission.
- No doubt - said Babbers, laughing.
- You are a disgusting brother, Lord Babbington - said Esther with a serious face, looked at her husband and laughed.
- Are you ready to go to Lady Denham's dinner? - he asked
- You can never be ready to meet my aunt - said Esther, slightly wrinkling her forehead, but looking at  smiling of her husband added - however, this does not concern you, Lady Denham is somehow incredibly supportive of you.
- Maybe it's because I'm all charm? - Babbers asked with a smile.
She glanced sideways at her husband and rolled her eyes, letting him know that his suggestion was ridiculous.
He laughed again.
They waited for Augusta, who was enjoying the view of the Park near Denham place, and went to Lady Denham's dinner party.