'It was always you.'

Where her whispered voice was causing physical reactions only moments before it now left him feeling impossibly guilty. Yes, they found their way back to one another before it was too late. And yes, others hadn't been hurt in the process, but the reminder stung nevertheless. If he hadn't been an idiot all those years ago they would already be wed with children. They wouldn't have to still contend with Society and its expectations.

One day he would apologize. When they were alone and he could weave an apology into blissful acts. For now, he had to accept his role and abide by her rules. It was the least he could do.

Will greeted Mrs. Wellington with a sheepish grin. The older woman could likely tell from his flushed cheeks exactly what had happened just seconds before. Though, hopefully she would refrain from commenting. At least until Will was gone for the day. "Yes, Alice worked on an intricate piece for her church." He commented easily. It wasn't a lie, not that Diana would know that. "I was wondering if Ms. Fawley had seen it."