Furthest thing from my mind
Aunt Marla has been much nicer lately. She's helpful and patient and very kind now. Unfortunately, I think she's very...controlling. With the other "heirs" dead (mostly from war), it would be Daniel who'd inherit my grandfather's estate and even Romefeller if there was anything left to really inherit. She doesn't see any of the nannies as "worthy enough" or "capable enough" of taking care of this next little heir. I'm getting my energy back, so soon I can pick my own nanny soon. I don't think I'll have too much trouble. He's no trouble at all. Danny is still very quiet. He cries when he needs or wants attention, but he's still too young to do anything else.
Since Danny sleeps a lot, Aunt Marla spends his naps harrassing me still. Before the birth, she'd brought around Jack Holidae. He's apparently the first "boy" my grandfather promised me to, and in my aunt's eyes, this means he's the one I'm really betrothed to. He hasn't been around since...didn't even send me a card congratulating me. I think she wants me to marry Jack to keep my mind off of him. Beneath her bitter exterior, I think Aunt Marla is a romantic. She believes that through it all, my heart remained with him. I suppose that's partly true. No one ever forgets their first love. However, with Danny and the mess I got myself into with him, love is the furthest thing from my mind. I don't need anyone.
I'm not looking for a husband or a lover, and I'm especially not looking for him.
I'm not.
Really.