In the Great Expectations written by Charles Dickens, one character caught my attention: Miss Havisham. A wealthy woman who lives in her ruined mansion looking like a witch. These features already made her my hero but she really became a muse of inspiration when she fell in love with Compeyson. This man was more interested by her riches than her but Miss Havisham was so in love that she was blind.
At twenty minutes to nine on their wedding day, while she was dressing, she received a letter from Compeyson and realized he will never show off and she had been left at the altar. From that day, she remained alone in her decaying mansion, heartbroken, never removing her wedding dress and wearing only one shoe, leaving the wedding cake uneaten on the table.
I had been shut up in these rooms a long time (I don't know how long, you know what time the clocks keep here)
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