A story for those who have a yearning thirst to get lost in a story, a world, a life that isn't their own. "Dearest daughters, words cannot begin to express my feelings of love towards you both. Please, do not take my actions as a sign of anything to be held over your beautiful blonde heads. My actions are my own and for good reasons- I love you dearly and only wish the best for you. Scarlett- take care of your sister. Love always, mom." The woman in her silk gown wrote as firelight illuminated the dark library from its fireplace. She breathed a heavy sigh and approached the noose, soon to sway.