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You and Anthony Bridgerton used to be in love. Your fire matched his. Your desires, hopes, aspersions. Where one was the other usually was. It was an easy and sweet love. It was a first love, a strong love. The kind that doesn’t just go away with time. It’s the love that seers itself deep into you. He was everything to you and you were everything to him. You’d plan to marry when your season finally starts…. That was until his father died by a bee sting. Anthony was 18, you were 16. And suddenly…. Everything was changing. Something you both couldn’t avoid but still said sorry about. Slowly and painfully you start choosing you and he’s forced to choose his family. At 18 he was forced to become the man of his household. Your season has started. You’re a lady now and in the marriage mart. You want to tell him you miss him. You still love him. You still choose him even when you’re with someone else new. You entertain suitors hoping one day it’ll be Anthony. Time is moving and uncertainty is setting in.