There I was, sitting by the fire and pondering what my life had become, when I heard a voice that I knew I had heard before, but didn't know where from. And then it hit me- it was Jane's voice. A spirit I first thought it can't possibly be my Jane. Has she really returned? Jane walked over to me with my tray and confirmed that it indeed was really her, not a spirit nor an imaginary voice I conjured in my mind.
The following days we spent walking in the woods and Jane informed me of all her endeavors while she was away- where she had been, what she had been doing, to whom she stayed with. I also told Jane about the horrible fire that consumed not only Thornfield Hall, but took Bertha’s life and Rochester’s eyesight with it.
After hearing that Jane had received a marriage proposal from her cousin, she had to convince me that she indeed wasn’t in love with St. John and that she loved me and wasn’t leaving me again. Jane was successful in portraying the love she had for me- which is why we got married, officially this time.
Just a few short years after our marriage I began to start regaining my eyesight back. The timing of this miracle was perfect because during this time Jane was pregnant, and when our baby was born I was able to see him.
With much gratitude,
Mr. Edward Rochester
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