The Winter of Our Discontent: A Pride and Prejudice Variation (Pride and Prejudice Variations)

by Grace Gibson

I began to speak aloud, albeit in a low grumble. “Very well. What shall I call you? ‘Dear Baggage?’ I suppose ‘Madam’ will have to do. I swear by all that is holy, I will never speak your given name.”

good lord what happened at the assembly 😭😭😭