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this last chapter was absolutely brilliant!!!
because ms pendleton platonically literally says the most forward thing imaginable: you know, it would be wonderful to have a home in a place cared for by a gentleman such as yourself :)
to which Ian, who fucking just admitted his entire devotion to his long-term plan thinks, THIS IS MY MOMENT. And with perfect, nineteenth-century decorum, love-bombs her with: then I pray I find you wandering my estate in my dreams tonight.
and then the narrator’s comment basically saying: perhaps we should stop telling people our wishes.
damnnn, so good.
NONE OF US SAW THAT ONE COMING HAHAHAHAHAH