Why do you question my feelings?
Disclaimer and information see part one.
A/N: Well, when I started this story, I didn't think it would be that long, and I honestly thought it wouldn't take so much time to write it, I didn't count on my muse leaving me for such a long time and I definitely didn't think that life would be so cruel on my in the meantime. Like I have told you previously I lost my grandmother and that's had for a effect to block my writing completely at first until recently. Thank goodness for being able to put words that form a story again. Sure most of the time, I would want it to go faster, but I'm way too happy to do it again.
I love to put my favorite characters in situations and imagining things for them to do, though sometimes I have so much ideas that I don't really know what to do and how much to put in a story, but I think, it could be worse, like not having ideas at all.
The next chapters could have William act out of character, but it's for the story purpose so please be comprehensive as you have been warned of the fact. Thank you.
Thanks to anyone who reviewed.
Previously on "Why do you question my feelings?"
Julia's maid highly doubted that drinking tea was on either's mind so she carried the tray back with her in the kitchen, sure that if they wanted anything they call her.
For now the deserved some privacy.