What happened?

"I don't know,what happened!", I said as I looked at the clear blue sky and clouds passing by.

"You can trust me" he said looking at me with his green eyes, I just froze like ice and looked back at him

"It's not like I don't but.." I whispered softly and fumbled for words

"I know I'm a stranger to you but do trust me I never wish you any ill or mean you any harm", he said holding my hand , I felt warm but my cheeks turned red

" you saved me many times, I would be nothing but a fool if I doubt you " I said

We sat a long evening in the woods near the rocks watching the time go by I never felt so connected and comfortable to any person before it was beautiful

"The darkness is approaching we should head back" I said

"Why can't we just let it consume us" he said looking plainly at the night sky encroaching

"Because we have more to live for " I said looking into his eyes

"Well if you say so" he said getting up and dusting off his clothes

I started to walk towards home and he followed behind

I stood on doorstep and knocked

The door was opened by Mr Quinton who welcomed me in

I came in gave my bonnet to the maid and it fell down. "I apologize!" She said ashamed

"It's okay! What were you thinking about?"I inquired

"Nothing intresting madam"she smiled "the dinner is served " said the chef and I went to my room washed my face and looked in mirror I looked different I didn't know what it is but something was distinctive about me I shrugged it off and went downstairs to have my supper it was a long day I needed some food and rest .

"What we shall do now " Mr Quinton asked as he stepped in my room when I was closing the windows

"About what ?" I asked confused

"You remember why we came here ? madam?" He seemed a little harsh

"I do ,we will find out ! I won't rest till I do" I said

"Good. It seemed like you forgot our motive and were charmed by the stranger " he said

"Charmed!? Me? You must be making a jest" I said brushing the idea off

"Be careful of strangers madam " he said with unknown pain in his eyes

"I shall" I said and he left the room .

It was a long night, I couldn't make out "why Mr Quinton never took Damian's name , what he meant to be careful?, what Damian meant when he said letting darkness engulf you? , what is this place? " I questioned everything and no answer came back

Seemingly helpless I wandered through the dark hallways and found myself in front of the room on the top floor . I opened it and went in there were a lot of books in shelf I waltzed my fingers till it found a journal with the the name CATHERINE EARNSHAW . I removed the book and looked at it and it seemed like a diary of a little girl named Catherine and how she and her brother we close and their family were so well before heathcliff arrived

I was perplexed who was heathcliff? I heard the maid say his name

Sitting there I turned pages and pages reading every word it seemed like I was witnessing some old tragedy plays the ones they do in theatres in London