The
most dreadful news had occurred. It appears that all my affections towards
Mr. Bingley are going to have to cease to exist, because it seems all
affections from him towards me have disappeared. Or perhaps he never even
really cared for me the way I had believed and let people convince me he had. Women
do have a tendency to think there is more affection that can
come from a particular person than there actually is. Women tend to over exaggerate
things in their mind and read deeper meaning into something that may be but a
simple compliment. I am afraid that I might have done the same. Mr. Bingley has
gone to London on business, and Mr. Darcy and Caroline Bingley have chosen to
follow him and have no intention of returning any time soon. That's why I
have agreed to accompany my aunt and uncle to London. Mother thinks I might by circumstance
run into him. Elizabeth thinks that this all is some kind of misunderstanding
and he loves me. She also insists I go to London. I only hope to gain the
ability to not think about him. Perhaps it was never meant to be between
Mr. Bingley and me.
