The Last Straw

Dear Diary,

        After the events of today, I am quite certain that there is no recourse for me, but to end the tyranny the Captain has declared over Amber.

        As we entered the ballroom, my pride in Amber’s resolve was only matched by my love for her. I actually enjoyed seeing Captain Winter’s face turn red as his consternation and embarrassment grew. The majority of his so-called ‘high-society’ guests seemed somewhat shocked by us, but their tolerance for our relationship was, if not openly shown, at least evident in their resumption of small talk and dancing. I have no doubt, as two women of different races who were holding hands, dancing and kissing, we were upon most of their lips as their hushed conversations took fresh flight.

        It was not until I felt the stinging blow of the bastard’s cane upon my cheek that I realized he was not just upset, but monumentally irate, and his wrath was being delivered upon us both. I saw Amber reach up and place her hand upon her own cheek, which had gone bright red, and the confusion and fear I saw in her eyes, cemented my hatred for the animal who sired her.

        My face is still swollen, and the sight from my right eye is mostly comprised of my right cheek.

        I will NOT allow him to harm her further! I have obtained the laudanum from the apothecary and will, one way or another, see it delivered to his belly. I will watch the evil bastard die, though it condemn my soul to hell! My true love shall be free!

Helena Cooper,

October 18, 1887

[ ...excerpt from the diary of Ms. Helena Cooper. The diary was discovered by Amber Winters after Ms. Cooper's passing, from what has been established now as laudanum poisoning... ]

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