August 16th, 1889 — Devine Wellingtonshire Home, Breakfast Room
Roberto was glad to have things back to a sense of normalcy. He had encouraged his wife to participate in the opportunities presented to her as a woman of society including her status as being a former Pendergast Rose. But this event had seen his wife having much more of an adventure than she had probably bargained for. He was distraught when she had been missing and sometimes he had felt the need to ensure she was really back. At times sleeping in her bed with her when she would permit it.Ophelia Devine
Clad in his robe and enjoying breakfast with his wife, this too had simmered down to relative normalcy. Presented with the paper, he opened it up. "Apparently, the ghost Herbert Fudge is remarrying his still living wife. How curious," talk about undying love, right? His eyes drifted over the more uninteresting bits until he found himself reading his own wifes name.
Mrs. Ophelia Devine is with child, the page read. Roberto stared at it for a long moment before looking over to his wife. She had been a little off but he had marked that up to her misadventure. "My darling, was there something you needed to tell me?" Roberto asked.