Charlotte was lost in a tumultuous sea of emotions. Guilt and self-blame swirled within her, entwined with other sentiments she couldn't quite define. Hannah's words echoed in her mind, prompting introspection. She had encountered numerous exceptional men, each exhibiting remarkable qualities and gentlemanly demeanor. Yet, none had left an indelible mark on her heart like that enigmatic figure from that fateful night.
Perhaps it was because he had saved her when she was on the brink of despair, pulling her back from the jaws of death. His heroic act had etched itself into her memory, refusing to be forgotten. But he had sacrificed himself in the process, leaving her with a lingering sense of longing and regret. She wondered, could anyone emerge unscathed from such an experience? Could their heart remain calm and unruffled after witnessing such selfless bravery? The answer was unequivocal: no.
