The moors of Yorkshire did not care about Ashworth Hall. The
The moors of Yorkshire did not care about Ashworth Hall. They stretched in every direction like a grey ocean, indifferent to the crumbling stone and the family trapped within it. Eleanor Ashworth stood at the window of her second-floor chamber and watched the new carriage draw up through the driving rain. She was nineteen, and she had been nineteen for what felt like a lifetime — trapped in...
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