Amelia sat in the finest nightwear she had, her blond hair brushed back and held neatly, if she was going to die she would die elegantly. The events of the past months ran through her mind, her family was the villain. They had ruined the lives of all their children and she hated them , she could not go anywhere and she felt like the voices I her head were growing louder. There was nothing more to life, she was tired and it was not going to get better she knew. She had gone through all she had last night, stroking each of them and saying goodbye to them. She wanted to write a note, but there would be no need, she climbed on her bed, lay in the middle and adjusted her cloth. Her hands shook as she brought the blade up to her wrist, but there was no turning back. The scream of the maid that entered her chambers that morning notified the household.

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Philip looked at himself in a small 

Mary knew the storm was not normal, she knew something was wrong but she could not point out what it was exactly till she heard the knock on the door. Moses had gone out and informed her he wont be back soon so she knew that wasn’t him. Walking down stairs, she saw the back on Nightcross and water dripping down his wet hair. ‘You let yourself in and I wonder you even bothered to knock”. An invisible force pulled her to the chair in the dinning and she felt herself unable to move. "I am not in the mood for your attitude tonight”, fear filled her eyes as she realized he really was not up for games.

His eyes were red and with every move of his, the room seemed to get hotter and smaller.

"Let me tell you a story Mary, it is a sad one about a stupid couple”.

He walked around the room radiating anger "this couple lived a wretched life filled with poverty and want, they were tired of constan

When Lady Winston saw that he was not making threats, she ran after him "Philip stop, you are not going anywhere, she willingly chose to leave you, don’t you see that she does not love you”. Philip pushed her away and glared at Amelia when she tried to come close "how can I be sure you two did not kill her and stuff her body somewhere like your daughter tried to”.

Amelia looked at him with hurt filled eyes "although I would have been delighted to do that, we didn’t Philip, plus why are you willing to throw your family and everything away for a lowly servant girl who is your half-sister” Amelia screamed, in a burst of anger, Philip shouted "because she is pregnant, with my child”.

The look of horror on their faces said it all. "You have not only committed incest, now you have committed a greater abomination, you have doomed yourself Philip, why” Lady Winston cried out flinging herself t

Amelia sat in the finest nightwear she had, her blond hair brushed back and held neatly, if she was going to die she would die elegantly. The events of the past months ran through her mind, her family was the villain. They had ruined the lives of all their children and she hated them , she could not go anywhere and she felt like the voices I her head were growing louder. There was nothing more to life, she was tired and it was not going to get better she knew. She had gone through all she had last night, stroking each of them and saying goodbye to them. She wanted to write a note, but there would be no need, she climbed on her bed, lay in the middle and adjusted her cloth. Her hands shook as she brought the blade up to her wrist, but there was no turning back. The scream of the maid that entered her chambers that morning notified the household.

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Philip looked at himself in a small mirror in his cabin, his beards this past few months had grown more than usual, and the eye bags und

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