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Most of the twin’s time was spent in the small sitting alcove under the helm, sewing, sewing for ever sewing. Veils and nightgowns and baby dresses. So many baby things.
Helene had been extremely busy, fretting and caring for her sister. The death of the twin affected her more than she thought, but slowly, she returned to herself, though no longer helped in boys clothes.
That of course did not stop her fiancee from laying heated glanced upon her from across the deck. Helene, ever the tease, continually blushed under them. Soon she would be a bride—and then a wife. Forever…