Simspiration 21st April
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dicreasy2I've posted this here because I've gone over the character limit for comments. It's not as polished as I would like, but I'm feeling pretty shattered of an evening at the moment, and so just threw this together.
"A successful marriage requires falling in love many times, always with the same person." (Mignon McLaughlin)
Beth Trimble looked around the restaurant pleasantly surprised. When William Legacy had asked her to dine with him at a restaurant in his home village, she had readily agreed, but had also wondered what to expect. As the carriage had driven through Regalton and she had realised that it was little more than a hamlet, her anxiety about the place they were going to eat intensified. She had therefore been stunned when the carriage had pulled up in front of the Palisade and she had seen that it was a very nice venue, with a very pleasant menu.
William had ordered some wine for them and was now raising his glass to her. "My dear Miss Trimble, here is to a wonderful evening in your enchanting company. Hopefully it will be the first of many."
She smiled back at him. "Mr Legacy I can think of no other place I would rather be, or anyone else I would rather be with." The truth of what she had just said sunk in as she sipped her wine. She snuck a glance at him. He was not what you might call traditionally good looking, but there was something very pleasing about the way his bright blue eyes sparkled under that glowering brow, and his broken nose added character to his face. As for his smile, well, his wide mouth settling into that slightly wonky grin of his made her heart pound.
***
Beth lay on her bed exhausted. Her mother-in-law (after cuddling the baby of course), had eventually shooed everyone but William out of the room, leaving the two new parents and their baby alone.
William looked over at her, cradling his tiny daughter in his hands. "We have a beautiful daughter Beth." Tears were shining in his eyes as he spoke.
"Yes we do."
He came round and sat on the bed next to her. "What shall we call her?"
Beth leant against his shoulder. "I was wondering if we could call her after her two grandmothers." She said. "Alexandra Allyn."
"Alexandra Allyn." Repeated William. "I like that. Welcome to the family Alexandra Allyn." He said stroking her face tenderly.
At that moment Alexandra opened her bright blue eyes, and reached out to grab William's finger. He looked at Beth, his daughter clinging to his finger as tears of joy streamed down his face, and Beth felt such a surge of love for this man that she was sure her heart would burst.
***
Beth opened her eyes and lay there in the dark. Her husband's revelations as to what sort of trouble he had gotten himself into had been far worse than she had expected, and she was finding it tough to sleep. She turned onto her side, and found herself looking at the back of William's head. His breathing told her he was still awake, and she moved closer to him, putting her arm around him. He stiffened at her touch, before relaxing and grasping her hand. "Are you awake?" He asked.
"Yes."
"I am so sorry my love. I am a fool, who has destroyed our family." His voice cracked as he spoke.
She leant forward and gently kissed the back of his neck. "You are not, and you have done no such thing." She whispered.
"I am though. It was foolish of me not to see those people for what they were, to believe that we were acting in a legal way." The anguish in his voice broke her heart, and she pressed her body tight up against his. "You are a good man William Legacy..."
"I am a gullible fool."
"No my dear you are an honest man who, because he is incapable of deceit or harming another, believes others are the same. At worse that makes you naïve, but not a fool."
"I do not deserve you, and you certainly do not deserve the bad husband I am turning out to be."
Beth hugged him still tighter. "William you are the only man I have ever loved and the only man I have ever wanted to love. You are the most wonderful husband a woman could wish for and I will love you until my dying day."
***
Looking around the shop Beth could barely believe it. It was stocked in exactly the way she would have stocked it. The telescopes were in pride of place, and the books were all on subjects she would have picked. She ran her hand over the surface of one of the chess boards and stooped to look at the price. She knew that William had promised to consult her on the purchase of any more businesses, and she should be angry, with him, but the fact that this was her present made it very easy to forgive him.
She turned round to face him, and saw that he was standing by the door, his wonky smile on his face, but a worried look in his eyes. Anyway, how could she possibly be angry with this man, this wonderful man whom she loved more everyday they spent together?
"Well?" He asked. "What do you think?"
She walked up to him and stood on tiptoe to plant a kiss on his chin. "It is perfect, thank you."
"If you do not like the wall paper, I can get it redecorated."
"It is perfect."
"If you do not like the stock I have chosen, you are free to change it." He continued.
"William," he looked down at her, "I said it is perfect." She pressed her lips to his and kissed him to shut him up.
***
As Beth started to wake up the first thing she realised was that her throat felt tight and her cheeks wet as if she had been crying. The second thing she realised was that she was in William's arms and that he was stroking her hair. As William murmured words she couldn't quite make out, she relaxed and drifted back off to sleep.
***
Beth struggled to open her eyes. The lids felt heavy, and her head, her head was pounding enough to split. Finally she managed it and blinked a few times as the concerned features of her husband swam into focus.
"Beth, I thought I had lost you." His voice was choked as he spoke and his eyes red as if he had been crying.
"Will'm." She tried to reach up and touch his face, but her arm felt like lead.
"Do not try to move dearest, you have had an accident."
"Accident?"
"Yes, you fell." His voice faltered, as he spoke.
"Sorry."
"Do not apologise, it was hardly your fault." He leant over and kissed her nose. "I will get Robert."
Beth closed her eyes again as he got up. At the door to the morning room William stopped and looked at his wife laying there, her face white, apart from the nasty abrasions on her forehead and cheek. He couldn't put into words what she meant to him, but when he had seen her there on the floor not moving, he had felt as if his world had ended.
"A successful marriage requires falling in love many times, always with the same person." (Mignon McLaughlin)
Beth Trimble looked around the restaurant pleasantly surprised. When William Legacy had asked her to dine with him at a restaurant in his home village, she had readily agreed, but had also wondered what to expect. As the carriage had driven through Regalton and she had realised that it was little more than a hamlet, her anxiety about the place they were going to eat intensified. She had therefore been stunned when the carriage had pulled up in front of the Palisade and she had seen that it was a very nice venue, with a very pleasant menu.
William had ordered some wine for them and was now raising his glass to her. "My dear Miss Trimble, here is to a wonderful evening in your enchanting company. Hopefully it will be the first of many."
She smiled back at him. "Mr Legacy I can think of no other place I would rather be, or anyone else I would rather be with." The truth of what she had just said sunk in as she sipped her wine. She snuck a glance at him. He was not what you might call traditionally good looking, but there was something very pleasing about the way his bright blue eyes sparkled under that glowering brow, and his broken nose added character to his face. As for his smile, well, his wide mouth settling into that slightly wonky grin of his made her heart pound.
***
Beth lay on her bed exhausted. Her mother-in-law (after cuddling the baby of course), had eventually shooed everyone but William out of the room, leaving the two new parents and their baby alone.
William looked over at her, cradling his tiny daughter in his hands. "We have a beautiful daughter Beth." Tears were shining in his eyes as he spoke.
"Yes we do."
He came round and sat on the bed next to her. "What shall we call her?"
Beth leant against his shoulder. "I was wondering if we could call her after her two grandmothers." She said. "Alexandra Allyn."
"Alexandra Allyn." Repeated William. "I like that. Welcome to the family Alexandra Allyn." He said stroking her face tenderly.
At that moment Alexandra opened her bright blue eyes, and reached out to grab William's finger. He looked at Beth, his daughter clinging to his finger as tears of joy streamed down his face, and Beth felt such a surge of love for this man that she was sure her heart would burst.
***
Beth opened her eyes and lay there in the dark. Her husband's revelations as to what sort of trouble he had gotten himself into had been far worse than she had expected, and she was finding it tough to sleep. She turned onto her side, and found herself looking at the back of William's head. His breathing told her he was still awake, and she moved closer to him, putting her arm around him. He stiffened at her touch, before relaxing and grasping her hand. "Are you awake?" He asked.
"Yes."
"I am so sorry my love. I am a fool, who has destroyed our family." His voice cracked as he spoke.
She leant forward and gently kissed the back of his neck. "You are not, and you have done no such thing." She whispered.
"I am though. It was foolish of me not to see those people for what they were, to believe that we were acting in a legal way." The anguish in his voice broke her heart, and she pressed her body tight up against his. "You are a good man William Legacy..."
"I am a gullible fool."
"No my dear you are an honest man who, because he is incapable of deceit or harming another, believes others are the same. At worse that makes you naïve, but not a fool."
"I do not deserve you, and you certainly do not deserve the bad husband I am turning out to be."
Beth hugged him still tighter. "William you are the only man I have ever loved and the only man I have ever wanted to love. You are the most wonderful husband a woman could wish for and I will love you until my dying day."
***
Looking around the shop Beth could barely believe it. It was stocked in exactly the way she would have stocked it. The telescopes were in pride of place, and the books were all on subjects she would have picked. She ran her hand over the surface of one of the chess boards and stooped to look at the price. She knew that William had promised to consult her on the purchase of any more businesses, and she should be angry, with him, but the fact that this was her present made it very easy to forgive him.
She turned round to face him, and saw that he was standing by the door, his wonky smile on his face, but a worried look in his eyes. Anyway, how could she possibly be angry with this man, this wonderful man whom she loved more everyday they spent together?
"Well?" He asked. "What do you think?"
She walked up to him and stood on tiptoe to plant a kiss on his chin. "It is perfect, thank you."
"If you do not like the wall paper, I can get it redecorated."
"It is perfect."
"If you do not like the stock I have chosen, you are free to change it." He continued.
"William," he looked down at her, "I said it is perfect." She pressed her lips to his and kissed him to shut him up.
***
As Beth started to wake up the first thing she realised was that her throat felt tight and her cheeks wet as if she had been crying. The second thing she realised was that she was in William's arms and that he was stroking her hair. As William murmured words she couldn't quite make out, she relaxed and drifted back off to sleep.
***
Beth struggled to open her eyes. The lids felt heavy, and her head, her head was pounding enough to split. Finally she managed it and blinked a few times as the concerned features of her husband swam into focus.
"Beth, I thought I had lost you." His voice was choked as he spoke and his eyes red as if he had been crying.
"Will'm." She tried to reach up and touch his face, but her arm felt like lead.
"Do not try to move dearest, you have had an accident."
"Accident?"
"Yes, you fell." His voice faltered, as he spoke.
"Sorry."
"Do not apologise, it was hardly your fault." He leant over and kissed her nose. "I will get Robert."
Beth closed her eyes again as he got up. At the door to the morning room William stopped and looked at his wife laying there, her face white, apart from the nasty abrasions on her forehead and cheek. He couldn't put into words what she meant to him, but when he had seen her there on the floor not moving, he had felt as if his world had ended.
