Getting back into the swing of things at work was exactly what Daphne Greengrass needed to put her time in the cabin behind her. It was always easy to get lost in color schemes and floral arrangements, the dark secrets of her past and present just fading into background noise ( Read more... )

It had been nearly three weeks now since Daphne and Cormac had gone into hiding, three weeks of complete solitude with only Tippy popping in and out every other day to bring fresh clothes, food, and any news that she could. The only news that Daphne was concerned about was Cecilia, hoping everyday that her trial would be pushed forward and she'd be ( Read more... )

The ferry ride was long and cold, so much so that the captain had offered Daphne's his cloak to drape over her long, wool peacoat. Though, Daphne hardly ever felt it. She had gone numb long ago, perhaps the moment that she stepped inside this boat, her stomach twisting up into violent knocks as it rocked out into the choppy waters ( Read more... )

The flat just didn't feel the same since Cecilia had been arrested, there was an eerie silence there that reminded Daphne of Greengrass Manor. It gave her the chills to feel such a cold echo in this smaller space. Everything seemed to remind Daphne of Cecilia's absence, a heavy pressure building up in her chest every time she let herself think of ( Read more... )

It should have been no surprise to anyone that Daphne Greengass wasn't very good at managing her feeling, especially not the negative ones. Ever since she had heard the news about Pansy she had been throwing herself into her work, sneaking out early so that she could make it to the office first and canceling any dinner plans so that she could stay ( Read more... )

Daphne finally made it home on the Thursday after the bizarre magical black out that weekend, shuffling in after a busy morning of meetings with new clients with her bags trailing right behind her. It was such a relief to have magic back again and Daphne wasn't about to take it for granted, using magic even more often than usual now just because ( Read more... )

It had been a particularly long week and somehow it was only Tuesdays, running from appointment to appointment for showings for the last two days straight. There were a few larger parties set up for the following weekend that needed final venue walk-throughs but she also had a long waiting list of future clients that she was trying to work through ( Read more... )

Something had shifted out in Barcelona with Cormac and it was so faint, so subtle, that Daphne barely even noticed until it happened. After that first night their weekend went on as planned, long days spent rolling around in the sheets with quiet lulls and stolen, softer moments. It was exciting but also extremely comforting, sharing a piece of her ( Read more... )

It was late when Daphne came home that night, realizing that the majority of her clothes were still back at her old flat hanging neatly in her oversized walk-in closet, and she had absolutely nothing to wear to the music benefit on Friday. That was not a trip she was willing to make yet, not yet ready to face Terry after moving out so quickly. ( Read more... )

It had been a week now since she'd moved out, leaving Terry and their decade long relationship behind, and yet that guilty feeling she had been expecting never came. Daphne felt unusually indifferent towards the whole thing, maybe even newly liberated to the road that she was paving out for herself now. Living with Cecilia was as wonderful as they ( Read more... )