The year is 1922. "You want me to what?!" Edith exclaimed at her grandmother who was sitting on the other side of the small table, calmly pouring herself tea as if she didn't just suggest something that might ruin her social life forever. "For goodness sakes, child, you heard me. I know very well the one going deaf is me not you." "You want me to marry Tom!? Are you mad?!" Edith scoffed at the Dowager Countess without any remorse at all. "Do you have any better ideas to be able to keep your child?" Edith sighed. Unfortunately, she did not. It's been a week since Dr. Goldman had given her the surprising news that she was with child and therefore her social reputation will be arriving to its impending doom in nine months, maybe less.
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