daphne is not who you think (greenmum) wrote in afic,
Daphne felt her heart grow heavy but shook her head. "Regardless of what my actions after were, all he sees are the possibilities--I fear. I have accepted that. And perhaps he was right too, I did not want to turn you down. It had been difficult." She did not feel bad in saying so, it was as if the fact that it had been--and admitting so--only made the fact she had a greater thing. Greater her sin or greater her virtue, however, she wasn't sure.
She had to admit, watching him pull out a flask made her envious, it was all she could do to remind herself that she barely had two months before she could indulge again.
Taking another sip of her tea, Daphne looked thoughtful for a moment and swallowed slowly. "I am not sure. I have always loved London, but it almost seems pointless now. Perhaps I will return closer to home, back to Falmouth." Though the idea seemed almost depressing, she loved the cities, the busy movement of Oxford or London. It was filled with young like-minded people; but with an infant on the way, it seemed better to be closer to her family then to be further away.