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Jane Eyre: Love and Fate
And here we are at last, the last installment for Jane Eyre… Without further ado:
At first Jane was greeted with such suspicion by the maid Hannah, which I understand. A stranger knocking on your door in the dead of the night, why would you trust her so easily? It was the master of the house, St. John Rivers who, took pity on her and offered her sanctuary.
For three days and nights, Jane recuperated, and she could not have picked a better house. She was properly taken care of and was able to regain her strength.
Jane made friends with Hannah when they finally got the chance to talk and soon enough, she learned about her gracious hosts. Both Mr. and Mrs. Rivers had already passed away, Mr. Rivers just three weeks prior due to stroke. The Rivers’ house, or also known as the Marsh End or the Moor House, roughly stood for two hundred years. The luster of the house has long been gone due time and the bankruptcy experienced by Mr. Rivers, which left the three siblings, St. John, Diana and Mary, to fend for themselves.
Jane later discovered that she had easily grown to love living in the Moor House and her times spent with Diana and Mary, seemed to flow so naturally that you would think they were long lost sisters.
Both sisters were intelligent, scholarly and charming. Diana, considered the leader, was described as handsome with long curly hair. Her person was full of authority and of spirit. She was a good instructor and offered to teach Jane the German language. Mary, who is equally charming was more reserved and gentler.
The trio shared the same hobbies, passions, values and take in the simple pleasures of the moorlands, fields and mountains where their humble sequestered home sat.
Their shared mutual affection did not extend to St. John Rivers. Tall, slender with a classic Greek face, blue eyes and fair hair, St. John was the clergyman in Morton Village. He was very passionate about his vocation of servicing the poor, sharing the word of God, etc., but there is a certain distance Jane could not bridge. He was aloof, impatient, bitter, stern, and gloomy in nature (a little like Mr. Rochester, perhaps?) He did not share the love of their humble home and village as he seemed so restless to leave it behind. To better summarize his personality, Jane’s words could better describe it:
…He yet did not appear to enjoy that mental serenity, that inward content, which should bet he reward of every sincere Christian and practical philanthropist
…Had not yet found that peace of God which passeth all understanding: he had no more found it…
However, all in all, the Rivers were good people, opening their house to a complete stranger and accepting the limited truth “Jane Elliot” could disclose. St. John even found her a new employment: a mistress of a small school for girls.
Sadly, all bliss are temporary in this world, for Diana and Mary was due to return to London for work, they were both governesses, and St. John will be more focus to his parish work, even intended to travel in twelve months’ time to the East, leaving the Moor House empty.
Before the hard farewells, the siblings received a letter from a relative who had recently deceased. An uncle, their mother’s brother, who was the cause of their father’s bankruptcy, and as if fate wants to rub salt to the wound, his endeavors were more successful. Hoping to at least get some of his fortune of twenty thousand pounds, to absolve the wrong things that he had done to them, their expectations went downhill as they found out that the wealth will go to other relations living them only thirty guineas to buy three mourning rings.
With only the color box, pencils, and paper, left by her friends as parting gifts to remember them by, Jane settled in her new humble abode. She had a rather unpleasant first impression on her day as a schoolmistress. She found out that there was a huge language barrier with her pupils. They seemed to be very illiterate as they were daughters of simple farmers. Jane felt that instead of moving forward with her career, she fell a dozen steps backwards. She thought she was degraded but her efforts yielded enough satisfactory results to keep her moving forward and to face the morning the next day
Then after the longest time, Jane was able to reflect if she had done the right thing. If abandoning the love of her life and destroying all possibilities of being happy with him, but relinquishing her morals, that made her who she is in the process (leaving little Adele, whom she learned to love, as well) , was worth being here desolate, discontented and lonely, but her soul untarnished and intact.
At some point, Jane discovered the reason of St. John’s restlessness. He had called it as “a last conflict with human weakness”: Rosamond Oliver. It’s kind of sad relating “love” to “human weakness”, but you’ll soon know why later in the story.
Sweet and have perfect features from her large and, dark eyes, to her rosy lips, dimpled chin and lustrous curls, she was “the ideal of beauty”. Rosamond was the daughter of the only wealthy person in St. John’s parish, who funded the all girl’s school. The sole heiress of Vale Hall and the needle-factory and iron.
Jane of all people could relate to such torment, hiding your true feelings and having your love so close, but you forbid yourself to act on those feelings. She could plainly see that both had certain special attraction towards each other.
The lady hopes and yearns, the gentleman avoids and denies.
Jane continued to toil on her girls and in time she grew fond of her charges, seeing more and more their potentials. The villagers had come to favor her as well. She and Rosamond became close acquaintances, which gave her the chance get to know Ms. Oliver’s character. The latter was flirtatiousness, reasonably unselfish, a little self centered (she did grow up with a silver spoon in her mouth) innocent, with enough intelligence, lively and very charming.
St. John was caught off guard, even more so when Jane boldly asked him why did not pursue Rosamond. She confirmed to him that the heiress would often bring up his name as the subject of their private conversations, and her father would surely approve of the union as he and the late Mr. Rivers were in good relations. St. John commented how Jane was spirited and does not shy away. He then confesses that he indeed loved Rosamond, but he does not see her as good wife for himself.
“Rosamond a sufferer, a labourer, a female apostle? Rosamond a missionary’s wife? No!”
Jane then said that he didn’t need to be a missionary, if he does love Rosamond then he had an option to stay and be a husband to her. But he was adamant that he would certainly not relinquish his vocation, the vocation that grounded his purpose in life. I got to hand it to him, the guy who could be so pigheaded (sorry for the language) sometimes (ahem, all time), but you have to get him credit for his loyalty to his faith. One thing that I could not agree with him is that why couldn’t he give Rosamond a chance to prove herself? He could confess to her and see if she loves him enough to sacrifice her indulgent life for him. But I do understand his fears of (a) She says no, thereby scaring his heart (b) She says yes, but will make him stay thereby forgoing his missionary endeavors or (c) She says yes, tries but fails thereby forever tarnishing his sweet fantasies of her. What about you, dear readers? Can you live with your “What if’s?” not being answered? Will you take the leapt of faith? Will you give love a chance?
Wanting to escape the heated moment, St. John turned to leave, he paused, something caught his eye, something in a scrap of paper which he tore a piece and took it with him. Jane, not understanding the importance of the paper which she used to tint her pencil, soon forgot about it.
The next day, while Jane was enjoying the book St. John left for her, ‘Marmion,’ she was surprised that the owner of the book came back for another visit. Jane questioned him if he received bad news. Teasing her for being easily alarmed, St. John made himself comfortable.
A plot twist that could rival to Severus Snape being truly good (No, I take it back. Nothing could ever compete to “Always”), umm… , that could rival to Katniss Everdeen shooting President Coin, St. John told a story of twenty years ago of a poor clergyman who fell in love and married a rich man’s daughter, much of the disappointment of her parents and friends. Two years later the couple succumb to typhus fever, leaving their baby daughter an orphan. The little girl was adopted by an aunt-in-law, Mrs. Sarah Reed of Gatehead who then placed her to Lowood School for her education. From there she successfully graduated and even became a teacher. After eight years she left to become a governess at Thornfield Hall, was offered marriage by her employer, Mr. Edward Rochester, but later found out that his wife was alive, a lunatic but certainly alive. She left without a trace and a search for her was issued to no avail. An Advertisement was placed in all the papers and St. John received a letter from a Mr. Briggs, a solicitor. Jane interrupts and asked if he could give her the details (typical for a woman in love not caring that somebody exposed her secret) of Mr. Rochester’s well-being. St. John answered that he has no idea and tried to lure her by asking if she wasn’t interested in finding the name of the governess. Jane did not take the bait and wanted to know who was in communication in Thornfield and St John replied it was Alice Fairfax. Jane felt cold and wondered what harsh emotion filled decisions did Mr. Rochester did once she left. St. John wondered if Mr. Rochester was a bad man. Jane defended him by saying that he does not fully know the man, thus he shouldn’t pass any judgment by words of mouth.
Producing the piece of scratch of paper St. John took the day before, Jane found that she had absently written her real name “JANE EYRE”, and it was revealed that they were cousins. He discovered this truth in his communication with Mr. Briggs (remember him knowing Mr. John of Mediera, Jane’s uncle?) It turns out their mother was named Eyre. Mrs. Eyre-Rivers had two brothers a clergyman who married Miss Jane Reed of Gateshead; and John Eyre the Merchant, late of Funchal, Madeira. Mr. Briggs was the one who sent the letter back in August informing the Rivers that their uncle died and to inherit his wealth of twenty thousand pounds will be JANE EYRE.
Jane was ecstatic, not because she discovered that she was rich, but because she was no longer alone. All her life she thought she no longer have any family. Now her fond feelings to the Rivers was not only justified because they were her friends but because they are related! Understanding that it would help the siblings gain their dependency, Jane decided then and there to equally share her riches to the Rivers, the people who had helped her so much and not even knowing who she was. St. John asked if she was sure, and if she shouldn’t take time to think about it and not simply deciding on impulse. Jane said she would happily share her blessings to them. Wealth does not hold too much allure to her compared finding she has blood relatives. She would much rather have Diana and Mary come home and not worry about money.
St. John left with a smile of approval. (His first in the whole novel).
Near Christmas, Jane left Morton School and began to spruce up the Moor House; cleaning, repairing and even buying new furniture. When everything was ready, Jane happily showed the fruits of her labor to St. John, only to receive a nonchalant silence.
"St. John was a good man; but I began to feel he had spoken truth of himself when he said he was hard and cold."
She even noted that he wouldn’t be a good husband and being his wife would be very difficult. St. John couldn’t appreciate the simple pleasures in the world. His sole purpose in life was to aspire and keep on aspiring because he shall never be contented. Jane concluded that it he made the right decision to join the missionary.
At this moment I was able to grasp of what type of love St. John feels for Rosamond. Jane describes it as “love of the senses.” Would that mean that he does not truly love her? Well, he does love her (Didn’t he just confessed just a few days ago? ) but maybe it’s just fleeting? Perhaps that’s why he couldn’t look past her disadvantages? And maybe that’s why he doesn’t want to leave it to chance? Loving her only for her beauty and charms, but that’s it.
A love that is superficial.
Jane understood how St. John could despise the hold of such love and built a defensive wall, making his duty as the foundation.
The Rivers siblings are reunited that Christmas week. Diana and Mary were very happy and bustling. St. John, the Mr. Scrooge, rarely in the house to escape such rambunctiousness.
One morning, at breakfast. It was discussed about St. John’s departure and its finality. A resounding “Unchanged and unchangeable” sealed the deal. Mary asked about Rosamond Oliver, he apathetically replied, that she was engaged to Mr. Granby, grandson and heir to Sir Frederic Granby.
‘You see, Jane, the battle is fought and the victory won’
In St. John’s eyes, he had finally overcome his last “human weakness”, which for me is again kind of heartbreaking. He concluded that it’s a sign from God that he made the right decision.
After that exchange, St. John frequented the house (I smell something fish- no I used this already umm I smell something bacony? Does that work?). Jane observed that he would often glance at their table, where she is busy studying with Diana and Mary, and when caught looking, he would hurriedly glance away. This made Jane puzzled. She had once asked St. John to treat her like a sister, but now he knew her as a “kinswomen”, the bridge was now more difficult to cross and the wall higher to climb. That’s why when he asked her to learn Hindostanee (which he is currently studying and yes that’s the spelling in the book but google keeps on suggesting ‘Hindustani’ ) and give up German without giving her an explanation, shocked her.
He was a man hard to say no to.
But he was a patient and a tolerant teacher. He set such high expectations from Jane, and although she does fulfill it, and he in returns shows his approval but it was like passing through the eye of a needle to earn it. His attentions to her was so restrictive, Jane found it suffocating that she no longer enjoyed herself. St. John had such a hold on her that she considers it as “servitude”. Pleasing her teacher meant sacrificing half of herself and abandon her wants to try and adjust to new endeavors she would hardly choose to learn on her own accord. He didn’t even gave her time to rest, when summertime came and Diana offered to go to the sea-side for fresh air (Rosamond dodge a bullet here). Jane was walking on eggshells.
One fine day in May, when St. John was due to travel six weeks to East Indiaman, he asked Jane for a walk, omitting the invitation to his two sisters (I smell something bacony. It doesn’t work right? (Umm I smell something spicy. Ha! Much better). Intrigued, she hastened to follow. They walked through Marsh Glen side by side and when they finally took a break, St. John broke his silence with:
‘Jane, come with me to India: come as my helpmeet and fellow- labourer.’
ಠ_ಠ – Huh? Jane nooooo!!! Don’t you dare girl! If you know what’s good for you, RUN FOR THE HILLS! But of course she didn’t run, she’s too ladylike for that, but she did show some sense when she answered “I am not fit for it: I have no vocation”. He then proceeded on persuading her that she was a perfect pastor’s wife. He had studied her character for the past months (That explains the intense secret gazes.) and dubbed her as strong, passionate, hardworking, humble, tact and a lot of good adjectives.
Jane could certainly do what he had asked from her but to what cost? Leaving the country, she loves? Sacrificing a part of herself to please somebody else, who I might point out does not love her which leads us to my last point of SHE DOESN’T LOVE HIM too.
He prizes me as a soldier would a good weapon; and that is all
Yes, Jane thank God you had seen that! You were only his student now and you already felt smothered! What more if you became his wife, with no escape, for the rest of your life! You’ll be like your dear Mr. Rochester, bounded by the contracts of an unhappy marriage, full of regrets. Don’t be a martyr! You already went through so much!
‘I am ready to go to India, if I may go free.’
What?! Oh, she wants to go with him but as a sister. (Phew!) She told him so, however he pointed out that if she was really his sister, he will not see any problem with it, but since it isn’t a case they must seal their union with marriage.
Jane was resolute with her decision and if he doesn’t agree then he should just look for another wife who fits to his need. St. John said that she IS the perfect fit for his purpose, his vocation. “Love of the senses”. Now we see that he loves Jane (Love is used loosely here because I think St. John could never truly love another person) not for her beauty or charms, but he loved the idea of her as his – (I can’t find the right sarcastic word, definitely not a wife) SLAVE. Think about it, he had only been her teacher for a few months, and he had already reduced her to an unhappy and spineless being! Not the strong-willed Jane we know and love.
Now knowing full extent of his intentions, Jane clearly saw the faults of the “saint” St. John (ironic name), and with that she was able to resist and argue her case. His last argument was that they would grow to love each other once married, and that would appease Jane of its rightness.
"I scorn your idea of love"
What an awful man. Adding the last nail to his coffin that sealed his “good graces”, he used God’s name to guilt trip Jane, and with that dear readers, we see an expert manipulator.
Dear non-existent readers, Jane was ready to go to India for the sake of finding a new servitude and that’s for God and God alone!
Days passed, and Jane felt the chill-no, the icy storm of St. John’s displeasure. Punishing her with his coldness, unmoved by her tears, he plainly wants her to know that he would forever remember her scorning the kind of “love” he offered by the pretentious normalcy but condemning her in silence, which Jane felt so very well. A master manipulator, in his finesse.
Jane again tried to make amends and the missionary asked again if she will not change her decision, Jane felt fear for the first time. Fear for of this cold man of vocation.
”...What terror those cold people can put into the ice of their questions? How much of the fall of the avalanche is in their anger?”
St. John lost his cool and lash out to Jane, but she found the courage to stand her ground saying at first she said no, because for the simple fact that he doesn’t love her, now she would say no because she knew that in some part of him hated her for the refusal and what a happy ending would that be when she becomes his wife.
St. John played the card of guilt tripping Jane again, saying that she was breaking her promise yada yada. Jane answered that there was no such a thing, that she had no obligation to go to India and I’m very proud our girl when she said
"…God did not give me my life to throw away; and to do as you wish me would, I begin to think, be almost equivalent to committing suicide"
Even his sister Diana agreed with Jane’s decision of not accepting his marriage proposal. She knew more than anyone his true character. St. John would work Jane to death, without any hesitation or remorse claiming it for the good of many. How can you serve anybody when your dead? What purpose are you to God when you are dead? Unless you die as a saint maybe.
Truly a good man without a heart.
Before we go any further, dear readers, I want to answer your unspoken question. Why are we prolonging St. John’s rejected proposal? Yes, I know you already figured out what a douche he is and want to move on to the ending. Well, my answer is this: I may not have experienced this kind of relationship (Thank you Lord) but I have read a lot/watch a lot of people (via Youtube) stuck on an abusive relationship. They know that they are being hurt or their loved-ones , some are lucky to realize that they deserve better on their own and want to escape, but then change their minds, then they regret doing so and the cycle goes on and on. I’m not a Psychologist, and although I have a Bachelor’s Degree in Human Resources, I don’t have much experience on this since my expertise lies in training, but I know, to a certain degree, that those who are the abused, the survivors and even to the people who are still struggling now, they were/are manipulated. Being manipulated is not easy to recognize especially when this is already the only way of life you know how to live for a very long time. So, in this little way of mine, in my little corner of the internet, I could spread the word. This does not mean I’m diagnosing St. John of any mental illness, but Jane and Rosamond certainly dodge not just a bullet but a grenade.
On the last night before St. John would leave for his journey, he said a prayer, a prayer that could move a heartless monster (but not himself), and when Jane gave her final farewells, he was so sincere and his words so gentle and sugar-coated that Jane was tempted to stop her resistance and be swayed by his falsehoods.
I call on the LORD in my distress, and he answers me. Save me, O LORD, from lying lips and from deceitful tongues. What will he do to you, and what more besides, O deceitful tongue?-Psalm 120:1
Jane did the right thing and prayed to God for guidance. And as if God sent her a sign, or FATE, Jane heard someone calling her name- it was the voice of the man she loves-Edward Fairfax Rochester. His voice in so much pain and longing.
Jane’s resolved were now sent in stone.
In the midafternoon of the first day of June, Jane set out for Thornfield Hall. The day passed by quickly while she reminisces happy times, and then nursing the idea if the Master is away what then? Well prolonging the agony will not do anyone good. With renewed spirits, Jane hasten her walk and she arrived to blackened ruin.
I think it is a good time to insert Jane’s dreams I have mentioned in Part 3 (Click me) as all of the plots have occurred and that you can now understand the interpretations. I have researched a lot on this and there are quite a lot of symbolism (For a deeper interpretation. Click me)
Yes, you’re welcome for prolonging the ending. Just think of this as an informative commercial.
But to summarize, Jane’s dreams actually predicted the future:
(1) Jane dreams of having a barrier, separating her and Mr. Rochester, she later found out that Mrs. Rochester was alive thus making it impossible for them to be married. Bertha was the living “barrier”
(2) Jane holding a baby, which became difficult the more the dream progressed. In the end she lost her grasp and the baby fell. The baby symbolizes the new Jane being born once she is wed and become a Rochester, and we all know that this didn’t happen.
(3) Jane stood in the ruins of the Thornfield hall, while Mr. Rochester road away. This doesn’t need an explanation since the Jane at present is indeed standing in abandoned crumbling mess and no Mr. Rochester in sight.
What heartache and fear Jane might have felt as she searched for answers? She found them from the innkeeper who was employed during the time of Mr. Rochester’s father. He told of the story of last autumn, where a fire consumed the grandiose mansion at the end of the night. The guilty party was Bertha Mason, the secret ultimately broadcast to the whole town. Grace Poole turn out to be an alcoholic. She fell asleep after an indulgence of gin and water and left her charge to her own devices. A fatal mistake. Bertha first set fire to the hangings next door. She then proceeded to the room which had housed the governess who disappeared two months prior and set the bed aflame.
It was established that Mr. Rochester fell deeply love of this servant and when she left, he was never the same. He sought for solitude, releasing Mrs. Fairfax from her duties (with a fair compensation) and Adele (sent to a boarding school). Mr. Rochester was broken and turned dangerous from his grief.
On the night of the fire, Mr. Rochester made sure that every servant was helped out of the house and even went back to the cell to try and save Bertha. Another testament of his pure character, a true good man. I digress on my claims earlier, St. John can never be half the man Mr. Rochester is.
Bertha was already in the roof, screaming her head off, Mr. Rochester climb up after her. He called her name and she jumped off. She lay dead in the stone rubble she had caused. As for the master, he got down the innkeeper he would be better dead alive.
As he was running down the stairs for safety, the house collapsed. He was found alive under a beam that protected him in some way, but it had taken his one eye and injured his hand so much that it was amputated. His other eye inflamed. He was now “stone blind” as the innkeeper called it.
Ferndean, a manor-house on a farm, thirty miles away from Millcote, desolate and not as grand as Thornfield Hall. There Jane found Mr. Rochester, once a proud man, now humbled by grief of losing his beloved and crippled by the mistakes of his past.
Mr. Rochester could not believe that Jane came back.
He asked if it was really Jane and if she was not dead in some ditch and “And you are not a pining outcast amongst strangers?”. Jane happily answered that she was an independent woman. Mr. Rochester noted that there was a difference in Jane. She was more “animated and piquant”. Jane added if he didn’t want her staying in house, she will build her own next to his and be contented to be his neighbor and nurse. Mr. Rochester didn’t want her to leave and he knew that as she was young, she undoubtedly would want to marry someday.
Then why not marry her now? Shesh! You’re are a widow, you have lost so much, suffered so much, you are free to love again.
When Mr. Rochester asked if the sight of his stump arm or his sightless eyes (his other eye could see a little but very hazy) revolted Jane. Then I knew, it was now Mr. Rochester who felt inadequate. Would she not get tired of caring for a damaged and broken man? But true love doesn’t judge on a physical attributes or lack of.
When Mr. Rochester asked if the sight of his stump arm or his sightless eyes (his other eye could see a little but very hazy) revolted Jane. Then I knew, it was now Mr. Rochester who felt inadequate. Would she not get tired of caring for a damaged and broken man? But true love doesn’t judge on a physical attributes or lack of.
I want to include this bit:
‘Am I hideous, Jane?’
‘Very, sir: you always were, you know.’
Jane cheered him in the best way (and which only SHE could get away with) which brought back the old witty Mr. Edward Rochester. She certainly knows the man and left him on his toes as he waited for the morning to come and be finally convinced that Jane has truly come back to him for good.
The sun came, and the two reunited lovers spent their time in the fields. Mr. Rochester accused Jane as a ‘cruel deserter’ and stated how fearful he was to find her gone and seemingly not taking anything. Jane told her tale, softening her hardships, to save Mr. Rochester additional worry.
Sitting on his lap, Jane realized that she should have never left this faithful, honest and good man. She now understood that he might be violent due to his despair, but he would never have forced her to abandon her principles. Mr. Rochester loved her so much that she knew for sure he would have let her go and he would have willingly giving half his fortune to her without anything in return.
If you love something so much let it go. If it comes back it was meant to be; if it doesn’t it never was. -Albert Schweitzer.
Jane teased him about St. John Rivers and Mr. Rochester hoped that the other man was stupid, old, mean, disrespectful and Jane didn’t liked him. He even compared to the handsome god Apollo as St. John and him as lame Vulcan. Somebody’s jealous, and more so when Jane disclosed that young pastor asked her to be his wife.
Seeing him so, Jane ended her teasing saying that she thought the jest would distract Mr. Rochester from his sadness (which worked). She told him she still loves him,
“All my heart is yours, sir: it belongs to you; and with you it would remain, were fate to exile the rest of me from your presence for ever”
Mr. Rochester asked Jane to marry him a second time and if she would accept him as he is now; a crippled man of twenty years older than her which she would have serve for the rest of her life. Jane accepted, comforting him that her love for him goes beyond his weaknesses, that serving him will not be a sacrifice but a privilege to spend forever with the man she loves.
For the first time in many months, Mr. Rochester felt happiness and full of gratitude, saying to Jane that we was not a religious man but he is thankful to God.
“He sees not as man sees, but far clearer: judges not as man judges, but far more wisely. I did wrong: I would have sullied my innocent flower—breathed guilt on its purity: the Omnipotent snatched it from me”
Lately he had been seeking God’s guidance and sometime last Monday night, in his darkest moment he even cried to the heavens for her name. Jane realized that it was the same time she heard the summons of his master which led her here. Thus, I truly believe in love and fate.
Mr. and Mrs. Rochester was wed in a simple ceremony, not even informing the loyal servants, John and Mary of their plans (Well, you can’t be too careful.)
Everything went to place after that. Jane wrote to the Moor House and to Cambridge and got a delighted response. Diana would soon visit. As for St. John, Jane received his reply six months later. Reserved and cool as usual, they rarely communicate after that. Adele was transferred to a closer school and she become a well-mannered, good-tempered young lady that Jane found comfort as a companion.
Ten years had passed and the Rochesters lived a married life full of contentment. Mr. Rochester was able to gain back his sight in his one eye. Diana and Mary also found happy marriages. St. John never married and continued his missionary path.
Wow, that was looongg!!! Yey, we are finally done! After so many delays. What do you think of the ending? I kind of want the Rochesters to have children, things would have come full circle. Jane will make sure that she would love them so, never wanting her kids to experience what she had gone through when she was young.
That’s it for now. See you again on my next post!
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