I loved the residents of Austen Heights.
“So what if we go home and discover another body on our doorstep?” Lydia asked.
“Then I know who to turn to help find the culprit. Who wouldn’t want a fae-witch on their side?” I gave her my most charming smile. “It’s foolish to believe I can do it all on my own.”
“Completely ridiculous.”
“I love you, Lydia. We’re in this together.”
“I love you, George Wickham. I knew one day we’d get married.”
I raised an eyebrow. “Really?”
“Yes, from the moment I saw you, I determined you’d be the person I’d marry and spend my life with.”
This woman. I tugged her a little closer. “I’m glad I could give you what you wanted.”
She leaned into me as we danced. “You’ve given me everything I wanted.”
“Everything?”
“Yes, it’s been a perfect birthday.”
“There might be one more thing you wish for on your birthday.”
“What’s that?”
I whispered in her ear as if it were a secret. “For me to take you home and officially carry you over the threshold as Mrs. Wickham.”
“You’ve read my mind.”
“I’ve grown quite good at that.”
And under the lights of the club, I knew I'd found the fae-witch I was in love with. I’d never let her go.
The End
