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All Chapters of My Little Ruin - Mr. Dashwood's sweet gypsy: Chapter 31
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Come on, My Little despair
EmmaI took a few shaky steps back.He was dead, what's going on?" Emma " He held my arms, assessing me " It's really you!" No... You're dead! " I exclaimed, trying to get free." I'm not dead. I managed to escape " he gasped " I wasn't the only one." What? " I repeated, blinking dazedly " Others survived?" What happened to you? " “We've been following you since Melrose. Lash saw you get into a carriage, but it took us a while to find out where you ended up.I couldn't answer. I continued to stare at him in confusion and disbelief. Was Lash alive too? How many survived?" Why are you dressed like that? " He grimaced." I live here now " I recovered my voice " Two gentlemen helped me escape and sheltered me." Sheltered you? " He growled " Are you living among the Gadjikanes¹?" I'm alive,” I retorted." “Good, then you can come with me,” he replied in a dangerous tone.Go away? Go back to being a gypsy, he meant? Could I do that? And Henry, would I leave him behind?" I can't " I
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Come on, My little premonition
Henry I was trying to concentrate on the letter I was answering while I waited for Mr. Martin, one of the local farmers who had arranged a meeting with me, but my mind kept returning to Emma. I should have insisted on accompanying her, even if I had to take Christopher and Kitty with us.I gave up what I was doing and started pacing back and forth in my living room. Why am I so bothered by this? Emma's right, Dyrham Park isn't far away, she must be with Georgiana by now.Perhaps I should go there, just to make sure everything is all right. Mr. Martin arrived for our meeting, forcing me to take my mind off Emma and devote my attention to the man in front of me. I tried my best to listen to his plans for expanding his farm, but I couldn't concentrate.As soon as he leaves here, I'll go to Dyrham Park, I won't let you go back to Casterly Park alone. I don't understand what's going on, but I feel something is wrong.A knock on the door echoed through the room, before Christopher opened
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