A Sister’s Memories

"Ashlynn isn't like me," Jocelynn said, looking out the window and fidgeting uncomfortably. She done the right thing, she was certain of it, but whenever Eleanor brought up Ashlynn it made her wonder if she should have done things differently. If she'd had the courage to speak up before the wedding, things could have been rearranged to allow her to marry Owain instead. 

Now, everything had become so much more complicated. Eleanor had become one of the only people she could talk to who knew the truth of what had happened but somehow, the conversations about her sister never brought her any comfort. 

"Ashlynn always looked forward to these trips because she didn't get out of the manor very often," Jocelynn said after spending a few minutes gathering her thoughts. "It didn't matter whether it was hot or cold, raining or sunny, any excuse to leave the house was something she looked forward to."