The host had just thrown a curveball at Spencer, asking if his decision to marry Emmeline was truly a matter of the heart.

There was a momentary pause, a beat too long, as Spencer's gaze swept over the crowd before settling back on the host to deliver his answer.

Prompted by a remark from a lady in the crowd, Spencer had locked eyes with Hertha as he spoke, and that was the moment Emmeline's heart sank with realization. It dawned on her that Spencer's affections were truly for Hertha; he had never let her go.

This realization pierced Emmeline like a thorn, refusing to leave her in peace. All she wanted now was clarity: Did Spencer truly love her, or was it Hertha all along?

Hertha, for her part, seemed even more anxious than Spencer, her eyes darting nervously towards him, fearing he might slip up and give the wrong answer again. Hertha understood the gravity of the situation for Emmeline. She knew that just one wrong move, one slip, could lead Emmeline to turn her back and walk away with her father. After all, a woman's intuition in matters of the heart is often sharper and more profound than a man's.

hinted at his true

you. It's you I want to marry," Spencer finally said, his

watched as Spencer's gaze, earnest and gentle, was fixed solely on Emmeline, his demeanor radiating focus and sincerity. In that moment, it was as if they were the only two people in the world, everyone

filled with nothing

Spencer seemed to pour his whole heart into those words. Fearing Emmeline might not grasp the depth of his feelings, he gently grasped her shoulders, repeating his vow, love you. It's because love you that I want to

against his lips.

a mix of fear and hope, looked up at Spencer. Emmeline, shorter in stature, had to look up to meet his gaze, her

such

took Emmeline's hand in his, his voice as soothing as a

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