"Yellow is such a simplistic, overused word though, don't you think? I mean if I say yellow it could mean greeny-yellow, or orangey-yellow, or browny-yellow or pale yellow or neon yellow. I don't like yellow, I like a specific shade of yellow that has no name so I can only describe it by using examples. "That's like saying you don't like humans except for one specific human." "Well it's true." "Oh yeah, and who's this one specific human you like out of the humans you dislike?" "You." [ Track 6 ]

The year is 1898. Helena Wendell is arranged to be married to wealthy aristocrat, Michael Warrington. However, when she meets commoner George Harrison, she quickly finds that she must make a choice. A choice that could mean life or death. Warning: This fanfiction deals with mature and sensitive topics and may be triggering to some. As a result, it is rated 'Mature.' Read at your own risk. Cover made by @BellaHolmes