Chapter Ten - Heartbreaking Loss




The two of us were taken home, i excused myself to rest and head upstairs after I removed my coat. Once the door was closed I opened what I was passed.

When I am gone, remember this of me. That earth of earth or heaven of heaven concealed. No greater happiness than was to me revealed. By favour of a single day with thee.

The door opened and I shoved the letter into the draw and looked back, to Ross.

"Mama! Mama!" Isaac called for me. I stood going to leave as i did rubbing Ross' arm. I went into Isaac and Henry's room.

"What is it sweetheart?" I wonder

"Henry's being mean." Isaac pouted pointing at his older brother.

"Am not." Henry denied

"Henry, I know you like pulling a fast one, you take too much after me. Stop teasing your brother." I told him off then left the room and went back into mine.

"Abigail. I must ask you..." he trailed off with a look that put me on edge, i glance down and saw the cushion as shifted. "Are you afraid? of what we agreed today?" I relaxed at his question.

"Beyond what even I can imagine." I admit "Yet I know it must be so." 

"Do not fear it." he tells he taking my face in his hands "George will win. And will stay. And Hugh will live." he declared

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I remained home resting downstairs and finishing my sewing. Demelza and Drake took the children out. I would venture out for the election though. Later on I was helped into my coat when Prudie came in. Ross opened it.

"A letter from Tregothnan." he stated  "Asking for you. A carriage is waiting outside to take you there." he handed the note to me. Our eyes meet for a moment before I take my leave. The ride was bumpy but I remained steadfast on my arrival. I handed my coat and was taken up, then left alone. I took his hand.

"No one seems able to cure me." he groaned "And yet. I think there's someone who could."

"Then send for them." I urge which made him smile.

"She's here."  Hugh stated

"Me? I have no mystical powers. What could I do?" I questioned becoming teary eyes

"Give me hope." tears rolled down my eyes I shifted to sit on the bed  and rest his hand against my stomach. he looked up at me

"In spite of how I care for you and everything between us it is not in my power to give all you seek. Except one." I whisper

"You mean."

"Quite possibly." his smile brightened

"I will be content with what I have and what I could possibly have. For it is no small treasure. To have possessed you, body and soul." for comfort I move back but still keep a hold of his hand and rest it against my cheek

"I'm so sorry." I whisper. I sat there for a while till I felt his arm went limp. For a moment my breath stopped, the world stopped.

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In my grief I could not return to Nampara. Instead after sending word to Lord Falmouth I may bound for Killewarren and in the arms of Caroline. It was late night before I was taken home. Ross was waiting there for me.

"Ross." I cleared my throat "I thought you would been in bed."

"Because I could sleep knowing you were not home?" he replied having a drink.

"I went to Caroline. The thought of burdening you with something like this....I had to talk to someone and the closest was Caroline." I cried but furiously wiped away my tears.

"Shouldn't it have been me? Was it not so? Before all of this happened?"

"It was. But with this, how could I tell you?" I sniffed and took deep breaths calming my self down though it mattered not because he knew from the look of me I had been sobbing.

"Do you not think I want to be told?" he asked softly

"How can I even begin to explain something. I can't even comprehend myself?" I countered. Ross sat him self down.

"Try." he asked of me, he offered me his hand and I took it sitting down.

"These...feelings crept up on me, who knows where from. I never thought it out. I never thought there was a place in my heart for anyone but you. Yet somehow... somehow...." I stuttered trying to explain.

"You came to love him." he finished

"Not that love. Not the love like is between me and you. Nothing could ever match that. But yes in a way...I did love him."  I admitted

"And now?" he wondered

"Now it's like I can't breath. Not like it was with Jonathan or the thought  of almost losing you to Elizabeth. Whatever the different love I felt for him makes me feel so lost yet so guilty. For letting them fall for being so enchanted. Ross I don't know how many more losses I can take. Every time someone dies, someone I.... they die and for a moment I feel lost in the darkness and I can't find a way out. Mama, Papa, Jonathan, Hugh. The darkness surrounds me more and more." he wraps up in his arms.

"Save some tears for me. For I believe I'll need them." he begins "This hurt. It will mend. The darkness you feel will go and I will be there for you in anyway I can." I sit back up

"What about others darkness?" I wiped away my tears "Who will be there to make it go away? Will you?"

"I will try." he brushed a lock of my hair back, that is when I remembered

"The election, what happened?" I ask he shifted

"The very last thing we thought." he answered

"You won?" I wince rubbing my belly

"Yes." he confirmed

"What now?"

"Everything will..." I screamed in pain intruding him as I felt the worst pain I could have and have before."Abigail? Abigail what's wrong?"

"The... the child" I cry out "Help me!" I plead

"Prudie! Demelza!" he called helping me stand up I felt a thick substance  dripping down my legs "The two came running in "Send for Dwight quickly." he ordered

"I'll go." Demelza ran off. Ross dipped and picked me up into his arms. Prudie ran on ahead and made the bed.

"Ross, Ross. He's not going to make it." I breath as I'm helped to undress "They're coming...right now and I'm bleeding." I grit through my teeth the saw the blood stain.

"No, he'll make it." Ross assured.

"I've done this five times, he will not make it!" I scream

"Mister  Ross, you need to take her hand. Ole Prudie, know what to do. Seen Miss Demelza do it. helped out as well." My head snapped up.

"Because that's so help..." blackness

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