I would have given anything for you to be here now, but I know you are happiest where you are. I know my mother never approved of you and always chided me for being so careless with my affections. I had not thought of what my Mama had said, but rather my feelings for you were unashamedly from deep within my heart and soul. Time has not been kind to you nor I. I wished that you had not gone to Hetherfield, in doing so you had risked greatly by your actions.
Lord Blaisrel, had mentioned of you to me and it had made my heart sink, that you were seen in such a company, whose name my own modesty will not permit me to utter, at the Heth Ball, which is becoming quite fashionable in some social circles. To me, it is little more than a dalliance of bad taste.
Even through all of this I loved you still, yet I cannot feel as though you have been leading my heart away from you. I do comprehend this. You said in your last letter to me that you had wanted to visit the Movany Estates and even Chanterelle Abbey House. These two, I do not approve of either, I’m afraid.
I do not wish to seem to be always disproving, but as you know reputation counts for everything in the circles with which we find ourselves in. Not much escapes the social gossips at balls or parties. That is why I say this. If you decide instead to visit Chanterelle or Movany, then I would deem it that you have been discourteous to me and wish no longer for us to be together as it were. It is the hardest decision I have had to make and I do hope that you will not think me unkindly but it is with the utmost appeal to your heart I do this.