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Subject: Chapter 303 - Part 1 (16 and above)

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Date Posted: Wednesday, October 03, 08:08:42am
In reply to: KatherineG. 's message, "Dreams in the Dark - continues with chapter 289 >" on Monday, June 18, 06:55:17am

Extra warning: I'm rating this part 16 and above due to some mild bad language and sensual discussions.

Dreams in the Dark (303/?)
by Katherine Gilbert

She had managed to calm herself down, to remember that it was only her love for her husband--and his for her--which mattered. Still, there lingered a sadness, the inevitable isolation of knowing that there was no chance of communication from him for an unbearable length of time to come. But she reminded herself that such thoughts wouldn't aid herself, her beloved, or their child. All she could do was go forward.

Nikita emerged from her room with this truth in mind, was even thinking about beginning to compose a letter. She might not know an address yet, might only be able to collect the missives until she did, but at least they would relieve her feelings somewhat. Besides, once she finally had the chance to send them, he could be surprised. Perhaps they couldn't receive mail as frequently, but she *could* write as much. Maybe that would help make up a little for the lingering emptiness of his absence.

This wasn't an entirely likely prospect, but it was one she clung to, nonetheless. She was just coming into the living room, as Carl returned with the mail. Despite herself, when she saw all those letters in his hand, her heart started thumping harder. It took quite a lot to remember that men on another continent could not write so quickly. There was only so much to be done about the speed of ships.

It was to her surprise and joy, therefore, that her guardian smiled broadly, presenting her silently with just one letter. Although the stack he held had many, apparently there was only the one which mattered; her heart thumped all the harder, praying--despite all the logic she lectured herself with. But then it was with a small yip of joy that she saw the handwriting on its envelope.

If she had still been a smaller woman, she might well have leaped for joy. As it was, she took off for her bedroom to read the missive, not having a thought to spare to thank her helper--but it wasn't like he minded. For the past week and a half, he had seen his employer spiraling ever-closer to the fringes of a serious depression. He was just glad to see some small sign of happiness in her life.

Nikita knew none of this, was so wrapped up in the wonder of her letter that she could no longer think straight. It even took her awhile to notice that it was posted from New York City, had undoubtedly been sent by her husband just before he had left the country; her hand ran over his writing, cherishing any sign of him--delaying the delight of reading. Besides--the fear made her pause, the envelope's contents seeming quite thick--what if this was just some sort of document he had forgotten to give her? What if it entailed nothing of his heart but a brief note--if that? She paused for a second, taking a very deep breath, before forcing herself to tear the envelope carefully open. She couldn't allow herself to get too excited--or the disappointment of the mundane might prove far too intense.

Today proved to be fortunate for the actress, however, her husband not leaving her without some part of his thoughts. She had to blink back the tears just at seeing the love within his greeting. But then she lost herself in the sheer, selfish joy of knowing all of his thoughts:

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Chapter 303 - Part 2 (16 and above) (end of chapter 303)KatherineG.Wednesday, October 03, 08:11:36am

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