The ballroom was filled, voices floating trying to be heard over the other but all Georgiana Aberdeen could hear were mere whispers, her own thoughts drowned everything else. Her heart leaped when she thought she heard his name. She stood still, refusing to follow the turn of the heads to the opposite direction in acknowledgement to the gentleman who just came in. She began to lift her foot in an attempt to walk away but failed. He was but a step, a heartbeat away. His countenance soon change into familiarity, of reserved affection, but the warmth of his smile showed nothing more, then a straight line of his lips came when he realized it was not the right emotion in seeing her thus. She turned around...
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