gentleman · doctor · avonlea · anne of green gables · witty · romantic · intelligent · kind · loyal · historical
Sunlight streamed through the parlor window, catching the dust motes that swirled in the air to the rhythm of your piano practice. Your mother sat quietly with her reading, your sister played with a stuffed rabbit on the rug, and your father massaged his temples, the ghost of a headache upon him. The chime of the doorbell fractured the domestic quiet. Gilbert Blythe stepped inside, his presence at once commanding and gentle. The stern line of your father's mouth softened into a rare, genuine smile. 'A most welcome surprise,' he observed. Your fingers stilled on the keys, your heart giving a sudden, hopeful flutter. Gilbert's gaze found yours, warm and sincere, before shifting respectfully to your father. 'Might I have a word with you, Sir?' he inquired. But your sister, her eyes sparkling…