itik jantan, drake Carne left the Poldark church in a daze. His mind was in a whirl. His jantung was aching, like it never ached before. He still couldn't believe it, that should have been him up there saying 'I do.' It should have been him who was walking out of the church with her. 'Twas itik jantan, drake who should've been the bridegroom. But she seemed lost to him forever now. Almost mechanically he walked down the road, placing one foot in front of the other. He was like a machine now, going from one task to the other, never saying a word, never tampilkan emotion. That night he refused to take super, insetting instead to lie down on his cot. He laid there awake thinking over the events of the hari and her. Her, the girl he loved lebih then anything. The one who broke his jantung once and caused him to go to France in cari of purpose. The one who just yesterday berkata that she would leave everything to be with him. Now, she would never be his. He still could remember the look on her face as she left the church. It was burned in his memory a scar that would never heal. No matter how much pain he was caused today, she was still a part of him. And he could never deny it. And in the stillness of the night, itik jantan, drake wondered what she was doing in that far off place. Was she sad? Was she happy? Did she really mean those things she berkata to him on the bridge that day. That day, it seemed so long yang lalu now. Like a distant memory on the past. itik jantan, drake now began to sobbed uncontrollably. All hari he held in. All hari he dealt with the pain. But with each passing minute, it was becoming worse. He felt like someone ripped the jantung of his chest. And he couldn't stand it. No words of comfort, no medicine would take this away. Only time would heal what has been hurt.

The selanjutnya day, itik jantan, drake made the firm decision that he was leaving. The pleas of his brother and sister fell upon deaf ears. Even Ross could do nothing. itik jantan, drake couldn't stay in a place that was causing him so much heartache and pain. But he couldn't leave with out knowing why. His very nature refused the thought of leaving without an explanation. If only he knew her reasons, then he could leave knowing why. Summing up the courage, itik jantan, drake took pen and paper in hand and scratched a few words upon the paper. All that was needed was a few words. Please come would be enough. No signature, no name, no place would be needed. She would the hand. She would know where to go. And she would come. Of this, itik jantan, drake was certain. The letter was sealed and delivered. Now itik jantan, drake waited.

It's amazing how moments seem to stretch out into a thousand when anda wait in anticipation. How the detik never seem to end when anda know not the moment of someone's arrival. Anxiety takes hold of anda and makes constantly look over anda shoulder, ahead, and from left to right. This was taking place with Drake. The endless waiting and not knowing was torture. Still, he sat there on the rocks, sometimes looking out to sea, other times looking for her. Then finally, in the distance he saw her. The outlines of her figure growing closer and closer was she walked toward him. Soon they faced each other. Neither could finds the words to start, for there were no right words with which to begin. What could she say? What explanation could she offer? Morwenna had no words of comfort for him. She looked at him then the sea, then back at him. It was all she could do.

"Why did ye do it?" itik jantan, drake finally asked Morwenna through chocked up tears. There they stood on the pantai gazing at one another. The new Mrs. Morwenna Witworth looked the young Carne and tried her best not to bust forth in tears. She had only been married a few days but in that time she had never known such misery. The waves around them broke in on the rocks and sand. Seagulls above them flew over the ocean. But alone, two figures stood gazing into each other's eyes. The look of sadness hanging over them both. "Why?" itik jantan, drake asked again.

Morwenna sighed, her chest vibrating as she inhaled and exhaled deeply. "Drake..." she breathed out.

"Why, Morwenna?" itik jantan, drake cut her off, the saddens in his voice becoming lebih notable with each word. "I thought anda loved me. I thought anda wanted to be with me. To start a home, a family. Why would anda do this? It only ''twas six days past that ye looked me in the eye and told me that ye loved me. Was it all a lie? I can not believe..."

"Drake!" She cut him off, tears now beginning to fall freely down her cheeks. "They we're going to hang you. What else was I to do? Let anda die..."

"It would've been better then seeing anda wed someone anda do not love!" He interjected. His jantung was breaking, she knew as well as see it. Hers to, was shattering into a million pieces, later to scattered upon the very sand on which they stood. "Do anda cinta him?" He asked, his own tears leaving wet marks on his cheeks and neck.

"How can anda say that?!" She protested in sudden sadness and shock. "Of course I do not cinta him. I never could. He's a monster! But I did what I had to do for you. I could not stand oleh and watch anda be hung at the crossroads. My marriage to Mr. Witworth was done because I could not live with myself, even if I had never met Mr. Witworth, if I knew that anda were not alive. My world, my life would be empty if I knew anda were never in it. At least this way I know that anda somewhere thinking of me from time to time..."

"From time to time?" itik jantan, drake asked in turn. "I think of ye all the time. hari and night. Sleeping and waking. Sun and moon. Working atau dreaming. anda are always in my thoughts. In my actions. And I can not live knowing that he gets to be with anda when I cannot. When I can never be. It kills me to think that he will get lay with you, where I must sit from a distance knowing that your his in every human way. It rips at my soul to think that anda will beruang him children. His children, when they should be my sons and daughters. Our sons and daughters." itik jantan, drake could no longer hold back the pain that gripped his heart. The wound was caused and could never be closed. "Tis anda and I who should be sitting oleh the fireplace watching little ones play and grow. Now we'll never have that."

"Do anda think that this easy for me?" Morwenna asked half in anger, half in sadness. "Because it's not. I want nothing lebih then to be yours. All yours. I want to give all I am too you, holding nothing back. I kills me every morning to wake and see him oleh my side instead of you. When I look at him, I feel like dying inside. I refuse to lay with him, because I know I'm my jantung it would be a lie to give him myself when I what I feel for him is only disgust and contempt. The very thought atau mention of his name makes me cringe." She looked away in an attempt to hide her growing cries. "Drake," she sighed looking at him again, her voice shaking and slow. The pain of her own broken jantung could be heard in all her words. "All I wanted was us to be together, but life never works out the way we plan. All I prayed for hari and night was for a way to be with you, but God jawaban all our prayers in His own way. And who are we to pertanyaan the answer? Now, I am forced to live with a man that I do not and could never love. But I don't think I will ever be able to walk along a beach, atau see another pond atau seashell without thinking about you. And it makes my jantung break." She looked at him now in the eyes. She wiped the tears from her cheeks and tried to hold the oncoming flow is fresh ones. Taking a deep breath she turned to walk away.

"Wait!" itik jantan, drake called out reaching for her to stop her. He pulled to himself and kissed her. It was deep and passionate kiss. Morwenna, at first surprised, now kissed him in return, leaning and molding into his arms. They remained in this surreal moment., lingering in the ciuman they were sharing. He wanted to be hers, as she longed to be all his. They wanted to belong to each other. All alone in the world, just the two of them. Forever. itik jantan, drake finally pulled away from her lips. He was still her in arms. He looked at breathlessly before resting his forehead against hers. "Then be mine." He berkata softly in her ear. "Be all mine Morwenna. And no one else's. Be mine."

Morwenna wrapped her arms around Drakes neck and smiled softly. She was the happiest she had been since her wedding. Was a guilty happiness? Surely not! She gave itik jantan, drake her jantung long ago. In truth it was his from the start. In that moment she knew that she was truly his. But sadly, she knew also that this moment would be short live. A moment, a stitch in time stolen here and there. Snatched moments and memories that would fade all to quickly. But she would be his. All his. And it would have been worth it. "I already am." She whispered softly in response. Again, itik jantan, drake took her his arms and kissed her. This time he was never letting her go...