"There's something oddly romantic about that," Lucy commented. "And all that adventure and freedom? It must be wonderful."
Lucy loved the idea of adventure and freedom. She'd been raised by a very high class family, her father was a lord, she'd been sent to boarding school as soon as she was old enough and taught the proper way to behave, and she'd only ever gone home at Christmas. Her life had been a series of oppressive expectations, and her own personality had been smothered by what those around her expected her to be. Her only escape had been in books, where she'd been able to dream for just a moment about a life where she could do and be what she wanted, where she could go and be wild, and perhaps even a little dangerous. It was these supressed dreams that had led her to her husbands side, and that were now attracting her to Jack. She was fascinated by him.
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Lucy loved the idea of adventure and freedom. She'd been raised by a very high class family, her father was a lord, she'd been sent to boarding school as soon as she was old enough and taught the proper way to behave, and she'd only ever gone home at Christmas. Her life had been a series of oppressive expectations, and her own personality had been smothered by what those around her expected her to be.
Her only escape had been in books, where she'd been able to dream for just a moment about a life where she could do and be what she wanted, where she could go and be wild, and perhaps even a little dangerous. It was these supressed dreams that had led her to her husbands side, and that were now attracting her to Jack. She was fascinated by him.