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Lizzie stands in the warm, cluttered Bennet living room having just gotten home, letting her overnight bag slide off her shoulder as she tips her head back with a relieved exhale.
A recovering Jane sits on the couch with tea; below, Lizzie flops down beside her and reluctantly admits Darcy surprised her, drawing a knowing 'Oh?' from Jane.
Lydia leans over the back of the couch teasing Lizzie about her days alone at the mansion; below, Lizzie gives a flat, arms-crossed 'Nothing happened.'
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Lizzie stands in the warm, cluttered Bennet living room having just gotten home, letting her overnight bag slide off her shoulder as she tips her head back with a relieved exhale.
A recovering Jane sits on the couch with tea; below, Lizzie flops down beside her and reluctantly admits Darcy surprised her, drawing a knowing 'Oh?' from Jane.
Lydia leans over the back of the couch teasing Lizzie about her days alone at the mansion; below, Lizzie gives a flat, arms-crossed 'Nothing happened.'

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← Guard Down · 第6話
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Home at last and thoroughly rattled — because Mr. Darcy was kind, and that was not supposed to happen — Lizzie does the only sensible thing and reopens the dating app to reset herself. She swipes right on George Wickham: warm, funny, easy, everything Darcy is not. Coffee is effortless until his eyes catch on the word 'Netherfield' and he lets slip that he and Darcy go way back. Then comes the story — the two of them practically raised as family, a promise of a place in the business, and Darcy quietly making sure that after his father died, George got nothing. It's wounded, it's gracious, and it hands Lizzie exactly the villain she wanted back. She leaves vindicated, her old verdict re-cemented — never noticing the cold, calculating flicker behind George's easy smile the moment she looks away, nor the way Darcy's unexpected kindness still snags at the very edge of her certainty.

ページ 1

A wide establishing shot of the cozy, cluttered Bennet family home — plants, throw blankets, framed photos, warm afternoon light. Lizzie has just gotten home from Netherfield, letting her overnight bag slide off her shoulder toward the floor as she tips her head back with a long, relieved exhale, still in her olive-green jacket and jeans. It is warm and lived-in, the opposite of a cold glass mansion. Lizzie: 'Home.'

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Jane, recovering but still a little pale, is curled on the couch under a blanket with a mug of tea, a gentle knowing smile on her face. Lizzie flops down beside her and rubs her face, admitting something reluctantly. Lizzie: 'Darcy was... not what I expected.' Jane: 'Oh?'

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Lydia leans over the back of the couch, grinning mischievously, phone in hand, to tease her sister. Lydia: 'Alone in a mansion with a hot rich guy for THREE days...' Lizzie shoots her a flat, unimpressed look, arms crossed. Lizzie: 'Nothing happened.'

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