The story follows Vincent Hunt, Viscount Darleigh and Sophia's story. After the events on The suitor, Vincent runs away from his family trying to arrange his life, goes back home and runs into Sophia, he proposes marriage to her after she was kicked on the street by her aunt and uncle for foiling their plans to have Vincent compromise their daughter and thus forcing a marriage proposal out of him.
They make an arrangement, she needs a place to live and he's somewhat at fault for her condition due to his not standing up for himself. Their arrangement is a marriage, for about a year, after which both will separate and live independently, she agrees, they marry, discover one another and fall in love, conceive a child and decide to forget about their arrangement and live as a proper married couple.
There are several ideas that I found rather interesting, Vincent is blind, after an accident in the war, and Mary explores his mindset in a lovely and intense way. He is effectively surrounded by darkness constantly, not only the darkness of not seeing light, but of his guilt, the loss and grief, he's overwhelmed by the love that his family show him, to the point of treating him with such contempt so as to attempt to decide his life for him, he despises the pity that he feels from his family.
And he carries guilty over the rejection he feels, it's a truly nasty negative feedback loop. And through him, Mary exposes that concept, living surrounded by darkness, the darkness of the world at large, the darkness of our own actions, our own selfishness and self pity. Interestingly he controls this darkness with two techniques, one is breathing, and the other is truth, reminding himself that he's blind, that's it. No need to attribute anything other than that fact to his current situation.
The other source of truth he has is Martin, his valet, with whom he has the most endearing friendship. Martin keeps him on his toes, makes fun of him and is bluntly honest with him. He brings him back down to earth. That speaks of the value of a network to me. In one of the early scenes, Vincent feels the push of this darkness that threatens to squeeze him, and I loved that he reminded himself that if he was surrounded by darkness, constant and everlasting, then his only option was to remind himself of the light within. That was fabulous.
Now, Sophia is "invisible" her parents are gone, and so she has been staying with family members who treat her like something beneath the help, and she has grown accustomed to this role, she was deemed the mouse. Quiet, small, ugly and mostly unnoticeable. Having her own insecurities with regards to her physical appearance, her worth and lovability.
Mary created a rather poetic set up for this story, showing how something seemingly impossible was actually the most adequate love match. A blind man who falls in love with an invisible girl, superficially it should not work, but yet.. once the story takes shape, it could not have been any other way.
Her invisibility and his blindness helped them recognize the need for independence in the other and they sought to give one another just that. But their handicap made them very observant of what lies underneath the superficial levels, he picked up clues that would otherwise not be noticed, and she had the best way to describe the world to him as she had trained her observational skills to a great degree.
She became his eyes to the world, in a sense, and he became the most trustworthy source of assurance. She described the world in great detail to him, and she was the most beautiful girl he had ever known, despite never having actually seen her.
This story made me think of reassurances in a relationship, beyond romantic ones of course, and how the only way to provide that to someone is with truth. We are all insecure about so many aspects of ourselves, our physical appearance, our character or personality, our voice or whatever it may be, and it's really not until truth is offered that we don't have a chance to question ourselves properly.
We can live in a familiar lie for a very long time, forever even. However, there's a trick, reassurance doesn't come from simply being told what one wants to hear, in this story Vincent didn't just tell her that she was beautiful, Vincent knew she was beautiful because of how she behaved. The thing is that she had convinced herself otherwise because of her life experiences. So in a sense, the truth that can heal our insecurities won't come until our behavior matches that truth, so to speak.
It reminded me of how life experiences reflect our relationship to the universe, Sophie didn't just get the affection and love for being the protagonist, she worked hard to keep her promise to him, not on principle, but because she recognized how much it meant to him, to be free, and how much faith he had placed on her with his life long generosity and kindness, and so he freely returned her efforts with exactly what she needed, a reflection of who she truly was. I think life works that way sometimes.
They both shone in the darkness they were surrounded by either accident or choice, and needed one another to reflect this internal light upon each other.
Their story doesn't have a climax at the wedding, which I liked, their big triumph came when their silly stories were to be published in print. This was one of my favorite aspects of the story, they feed one another creatively too, she's a great illustrator and he's full of occurrences, which makes him very witty and inventive.
Another great idea at the end, when Vincent is punishing Sebastian, someone that Sophia had fallen in love after her father died in a duel, with who had proceeded to destroy her self image by telling her how ridiculous it was the notion of her being in love with him "have you seen yourself?", was when Vincent realized that he had better chances of winning their fight, because he had more experience with darkness (their fight took place in a cellar with no lights).
That's a great thought, that's when life gives you lemons, that's a very interesting idea about making the best of what life throws at you because it's already in your hands, instead of nagging or complaining. What do we do with all that has happened to us? the things that made us cry, the pain and suffering, the injustice and accidents? the loss of love, heartbreaks, grief and time... what do we do with our pain and experience?
What do we do with our darkness? which we most certainly have. Like the first story, do we turn our nightmares into kindness and generosity? into assertiveness and joy? or do we adopt the dark and seek to cause further misery in the world? starting with ourselves. Or do we cultivate our light within?
Specially today, with all that is going on, that light within might be all that we have, but within that light is all of our life experiences, all we've learned, all of our intent for the world and our loved ones, all our knowledge and values. Like in the movie V for Vendetta, it's an inch, and within that inch, we are free.
That's the question that this book left me with.