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The Mocked Miss’s Hidden Crowns novel Chapter 1737

“I…”

Shirley’s voice was barely a whisper, still weak as she tried to sit up.

“I know.”

Andrew gripped her hand, his gaze serious and steady. “My mother has always tried to run my life. She never lets me make my own choices.”

He took a breath and continued, “If it wasn’t you, if it was some other girl she didn’t like, she would have done everything she could to split us up. Maybe even something worse.”

He squeezed her hand a little tighter. “So don’t blame yourself. Don’t feel guilty. You haven’t done anything wrong, and nobody in the Blair family is mad at you.”

“What you need to do now is focus on getting better. And then, when you’re healthy again, you can actually enjoy Charlotte’s wedding.”

“Really?” Shirley’s fingers curled around his shirt as she leaned into his arms, her voice hoarse and aching. “I’m sorry, Andrew.”

She still couldn’t stop herself from thinking that, if it hadn’t been for her, none of this would have happened.

“Shirley.”

Andrew kissed her forehead gently, pulling her into his chest, holding her so close she could hear his heartbeat. “I promise, I won’t ever let you get hurt again.”

A sigh drifted from the doorway. Geneva looked at the two of them tangled up together, a fond but helpless smile on her lips. Then she quietly slipped out, shaking her head as she went.

***

The Blair house felt quieter than it had in weeks after Dorothy left. Everything seemed to settle back into place overnight.

“Lottie, the dresses are upstairs,” Lavinia said with a wide smile as she patted Charlotte’s hand. “The wedding’s almost here. If you don’t like anything, just tell me, okay?”

“Okay.”

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