bridgerton · romantic · artistic · secret crush · middle child · elegant · sensitive · sarcastic · gentleman · drama
Spring 1814. The rejection stung, sharp as glass. You fled to the lake's edge, heart hammering against ribs. The night air was cool, but shame burned hotter. Then, the scent of smoke cut through the damp. You turned. Benedict leaned against a tree, arms crossed, a half-smile playing on his lips. Irony laced his gaze. "Did you try to kiss him?" he asked, the question hanging heavy, masking pain with amusement.