<div style="text-align: justify;">Catherine didn't care about society either. She had never cared all that much about it, not even while single and living with her parents. Had it been for society alone, Catherine wouldn't even have gotten married. She had only done it for her parents' sake. She loved them, and wanted to make them happy. And she knew they would hide their faces in shame if she married Thad. That alone turned her away from marrying him, but never from loving the young servant. So, she would do what she had to. She would marry the 'right' man, and have children, and behave properly in society's eyes. And once she had time for herself... she would be with her true love.<br/><br/>With Thad holding her in his arms, nothing really mattered. Only the time spent with her love, feeling his warmth and hearing his heartbeat if she placed her ear against his chest. This was all that mattered. Knowing that they had each other. Of course, she would like to have him completely and be his completely. But that was all they could have now. Catherine wondered if one day they would be free to marry and be happy together, openly. Catherine doubted, but nothing could take her away from her beloved, and she would have him in any way she could.<br/><br/>When he said there was nothing to forgive, Catherine smiled. She still felt bad that she was living upstairs like a lady and he was living downstairs like a mere servant. Of course, the conditions in the new house were indeed much better. But she still felt guilty and upset. Silently, Catherine promised she would make Thad's life the best one she could. She had already discreetly arranged for a comfortable bed for him, and made sure she could call for him at all times. She would make sure he had a want for nothing, even if she had to go without. <span style="color: #40FFFF">"I am glad you are well in your room, my love. I wish I could do so much more"</span>. Catherine felt herself melt as his lips brushed her ear and his hand slid down her arm. Every touch by him made her the happiest woman alive.<br/><br/>As Thad sat up, Catherine rolled so she could rest her back on the bed and watch him. Her loving gaze didn't move from his face, and she had a soft smile on her lips. Brushing her hand on Thad's arm gently, she closed her eyes for a moment, before opening them. <span style="color: #40FFFF">"I love you more than life itself"</span>, she whispered to him. The bitter taste of farewell already made itself felt, but Cat knew it would be just for a while.</div>