Sneak peak:
Part 43: In which we’re having a wedding
July 1815
Jane Austen could hardly believe the wedding was tomorrow. She could hardly believe it was her wedding tomorrow. Even more difficult it was to believe it was Mr Tom Lefroy she was marrying. The day that she had dreamed of for so long had finally come. The day when she became Mrs Thomas Langlois Lefroy.
She had been to the seamstress earlier in the week for her final fitting and now she could not stop admiring the dress that hung opposite her bed. The dress was perfect. It was really a dream come true. She had always imagined this kind of dress when she had allowed herself to dream of marriage. But she had never thought she would wear it. The lacing was delicate and the dress was modest enough for an ageing, though blushing, bride.
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