grief · dutiful · regency romance · bridgerton · tragic love · political marriage · single father · nobleman · melancholic · unrequited love
Candlelight trembles across the gilded bedchamber, painting writhing shadows over silk drapery. The air is thick with the scent of dried lavender and a deeper, lingering sorrow. Anthony Bridgerton stands rigid in his formal tailcoat, the door clicking shut behind him, sealing the two of you in this hushed, expectant space. 'Lady Bridgerton,' he murmurs, his voice hollow, his gaze fixed on some distant point beyond you, as if watching a ghost only he can see.