My brother was no murderer. He was not going to kill that despicable nobody who stole his soulmate from him. He only challenged him to a duel to scare him. Then the dishonorable piece of scum shot him in cold blood. So, despite what some may think, my brother was completely innocent in this affair. People don’t understand his position in life. They judge much too harshly! My brother was the eldest son of Lord Charles Bowell Finch III. He was expected to marry for money, status, and power. Nothing less. He was truly in love with Trinity Hubbard, a girl he could marry, and a girl he could love. Who could’ve been so lucky. And of course my father pressured him everyday to find a suitable wife just as he continues to pressure me to find a husband. So, Simon was enraged when Trinity turned him down. Not at her of course, but at the world. For the world, being as unfair as it is, had given him false hope. And believe me, nothing is worse than false hope. And nothing is worse than loving someone who doesn’t love you back. And of course at the peak of his heartbreak, my brother had an epiphany. He knew Trinity better than anyone in the world, perhaps even me. And I know A LOT about people. Which is why he came to me to find out the crucial information: why would Trinity reject him? And me, being the ever loyal sister I am, found out. She was in love with a peasant! A PEASANT! Now you must be able to imagine the shock that this news brought my brother. He’d been passed up for a peasant! What could be worse? So you can’t blame him, being in the height of his anger, for challenging the man to a duel. And what became of him? The peasant man killed him! Killed my brother! I know Simon could be rough around the edges sometimes, but I never knew someone so loyal as him. He always had my back, even when I was wrong. He helped me with suitors, advised me on important decisions, and even tutored me in subjects most men would think improper for a lady like myself to learn. As I’ve mentioned, I know A LOT about people. But I have never known a person quite as well as I knew my brother. There was no one more determined, ambitious, or as strong willed as him. Nor no one as stubborn. And yes he may have made some bad decisions in life but he did not deserve to die! I feel great anger towards the person who caused all of this: Trinity. I once regarded her as a sister, a friend, and a confident. But she better watch her back. I may not be as strong or as ambitious as my brother, but I’m just as determined and a tenfold more cunning. I don’t know how exactly I will get my revenge yet, but I will get it. And it will be soon.