Chapter 2 of Rescued by Mr. Darcy or Was She?

Elizabeth stared. She knew she must look an absolute fright but she could not stop staring at the man who had once offered for her hand. And then she had spurned him most rudely and arrogantly. A man she had thought would never speak to her again, and yet he had followed her into the kitchen and was also staring at her. She blushed and stood, brushing down the wrinkled and filthy apron over her