“Then come home with me, Edith,” he said, and his voice was full of emotion, words stumbling over themselves. “If they try to keep you here, I’ll find a way to get you out of here, I promise.” He was moving towards me. The desire to feel safe in his arms came over me as an ache, but I stopped him from coming closer with an upraised hand. Then I said the words I had hoped never to say. “What home are you offering me, Simon? Drake Hall?” He stopped dead. “That is your mother’s home,” I said. “How could it ever be mine, while it is hers?” This question had been held inside me for too long, and it
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