But, life did get better. Everyday it was like a little bit more joy was added to her life and she stopped questioning when it would stop or imagining how it could get better, all she knew is that it just did and when she said grace at the evening meal or said her silent prayer before going to bed, she was truly thankful for everything that she had been given.

Her days were filled setting up her new home while Edward worked, her evenings with spending time with him, just basking in the glory of his company while he did the same with her, and then there were the nights. 

She never imagined that physical intimacy could take their relationship to another level, but it certainly did and it was all they could do to keep their hands off each other and not retire early to bed every evening.

Unlike other couples in their social set, Elizabeth and Edward weren’t just suffering from infatuation when they married, they were truly in love, and it showed. No one could ever doubt the way that they felt about each other when they saw them smiling at one another, or just saw the way they glanced at each other from across crowded rooms when they were at various social functions. Both of them were happier than they had ever been and they both felt blessed.

It didn’t come as a surprise to anyone when Elizabeth discovered she was pregnant just a few short months after the wedding. At first she simply thought she had caught a stomach flu that had been going around, but when she started to have dizzy spells it was Edward that insisted she see a physician.

He had rushed home the day of her appointment. She had insisted that he go to work despite the fact that he wanted to go to the doctor’s office with her. When he walked in he found her sitting upstairs in one of the empty rooms that she hadn’t gotten around to decorating yet.

The worry that he felt was in the tone of his voice as he saw her standing there, her back to the door. “Lizzy?”

Turning to face him she smiled softly and without a word she had gone up to embrace him, pulling him into the kind of kiss that was usually reserved for a time when the maids had gone to bed. Of course he returned the kiss in kind, but when he pulled away the anxiety he felt was still etched clearly on his face.