跳至內容
Inkroost
免費加入
Swipe Left on Mr. Darcy
Left on Read · 第 11 章
/
In the warm Bennet entryway at morning, Jane stands by the open front door with a weekend bag and a hopeful look while Lizzie watches from the inner doorway, arms crossed and worried.
Top: Lizzie, worried and protective, rests a hand on the doorframe. Bottom: Jane holds the strap of her bag with soft, stubborn hope.
Jane stands small on a wide city sidewalk among cool glass towers, her warm outfit a spot of color against the steel-blue surroundings, looking up with quiet determination.
Top: Jane sits hopefully at a table in a cool minimalist cafe, glancing toward the door. Bottom: Caroline approaches, cool and immaculate, with a thin polite smile.
In three panels, Caroline coolly tells Jane that Charles is busy; Jane hopefully asks if he is seeing anyone; and Caroline delivers the brush-off with a knife-thin smile.
A close-up of Jane's face in the cold cafe as her hope quietly falters behind a composed, brave little smile, her eyes shining.
Caroline rises to leave the cafe, sliding a designer bag onto her shoulder and glancing at her watch with a dismissive smile.
Jane sits alone at the cafe table, the empty chair opposite her, small against the cold grey space, looking down at her folded hands as the realization settles in.
Jane steps back into the warm Bennet entryway at evening with her bag and a brave small smile, and Lizzie meets her just inside, reading her instantly.
Mrs. Bennet sweeps into the living room mid-wail with a hand to her chest, oblivious, while a drained Jane sits on the couch and Lizzie shoots her mother a protective glare.
Top: Lizzie gently guides Jane away toward the stairs with a hand at her back. Bottom: Jane gives a small, grateful, tired nod.
In three panels, Jane admits she really believed Bingley, Lizzie holds her hand, and Jane lifts her chin with new resolve as she finally lets the hope go.
In two panels, Lizzie's grief hardens into cold clarity as she realizes the truth, her jaw setting.
Lizzie sits on the bedroom floor with her back against the bed, knees drawn up, staring ahead with cold, resolved certainty.
A wordless, tender moment: Jane sleeps peacefully in bed while Lizzie sits beside her, lightly holding her sleeping sister's hand and watching over her.
Jane sleeps peacefully in the background while Lizzie stands at the bedroom window, a hand on the frame, looking out at distant cold city lights with quiet resolve.
/
/ 16
In the warm Bennet entryway at morning, Jane stands by the open front door with a weekend bag and a hopeful look while Lizzie watches from the inner doorway, arms crossed and worried.
Top: Lizzie, worried and protective, rests a hand on the doorframe. Bottom: Jane holds the strap of her bag with soft, stubborn hope.
Jane stands small on a wide city sidewalk among cool glass towers, her warm outfit a spot of color against the steel-blue surroundings, looking up with quiet determination.
Top: Jane sits hopefully at a table in a cool minimalist cafe, glancing toward the door. Bottom: Caroline approaches, cool and immaculate, with a thin polite smile.
In three panels, Caroline coolly tells Jane that Charles is busy; Jane hopefully asks if he is seeing anyone; and Caroline delivers the brush-off with a knife-thin smile.
A close-up of Jane's face in the cold cafe as her hope quietly falters behind a composed, brave little smile, her eyes shining.
Caroline rises to leave the cafe, sliding a designer bag onto her shoulder and glancing at her watch with a dismissive smile.
Jane sits alone at the cafe table, the empty chair opposite her, small against the cold grey space, looking down at her folded hands as the realization settles in.
Jane steps back into the warm Bennet entryway at evening with her bag and a brave small smile, and Lizzie meets her just inside, reading her instantly.
Mrs. Bennet sweeps into the living room mid-wail with a hand to her chest, oblivious, while a drained Jane sits on the couch and Lizzie shoots her mother a protective glare.
Top: Lizzie gently guides Jane away toward the stairs with a hand at her back. Bottom: Jane gives a small, grateful, tired nod.
In three panels, Jane admits she really believed Bingley, Lizzie holds her hand, and Jane lifts her chin with new resolve as she finally lets the hope go.
In two panels, Lizzie's grief hardens into cold clarity as she realizes the truth, her jaw setting.
Lizzie sits on the bedroom floor with her back against the bed, knees drawn up, staring ahead with cold, resolved certainty.
A wordless, tender moment: Jane sleeps peacefully in bed while Lizzie sits beside her, lightly holding her sleeping sister's hand and watching over her.
Jane sleeps peacefully in the background while Lizzie stands at the bedroom window, a hand on the frame, looking out at distant cold city lights with quiet resolve.
建立免費帳號，就能自動儲存閱讀進度。

章節已完成

你讀完了 Swipe Left on Mr. Darcy 的 Left on Read（第 11 章）。這是個歇腳的好地方。

成為第一個評分的人

登入 後為這個系列評分。

Mutual Friends · 第 12 章 → 系列頁面 參與討論

在 TikTok 上看新章節

每當有新章節發布，我們都會發一段簡短的預告片。追蹤我們，第一時間看到。

追蹤 @inkroost
輪到你了

創作你自己的漫畫

這裡的每部作品都始於一個點子。寫下你的點子，Inky 幫你畫出來；也可以上傳你自己畫的頁面。

Inky · 你的想法

想要什麼畫風？每一頁都從這個畫風開始，以後可以改。

30 新手點數 · 頁面和封面：每張 10 點數。

你的畫。你的故事。你的讀者。

帶上你的原創漫畫、日漫或條漫。上傳頁面，發布章節，給讀者一個回來的理由。

上傳並分享你的作品 →

免費發布 · 不需 AI · 作品歸你

進一步了解 Inkroost 漫畫製作工具

← Terms and Conditions · 第 10 章
文字版 這一章的文字版——用於無障礙、螢幕閱讀器和搜尋。

Jane can't quite let Bingley go, so when a trip to the city puts her in his orbit she takes her one shot — she reaches out to Caroline, telling herself that if Charles knew she was there, he'd want to see her. Lizzie warns her not to, but lets her go. In the cool, sleek city that belongs to the Bingley-Darcy world, Caroline agrees to a chilly cafe meeting and delivers the brush-off as a series of polished little knives: Charles is 'so busy,' he's 'focusing on himself now,' they all think it's for the best. She never once offers to tell him Jane is in town — and leaves with an empty 'we should do this again.' Alone at the table, Jane realizes the cruelest part: Charles never even knew she was there. She comes home composed and brave, is met by her mother wailing only about the lost fortune, and finally, quietly, with Lizzie holding her hand, lets the hope go: she's done waiting. But where Jane finds peace, Lizzie finds fury. The pieces click — Caroline didn't decide this, and this was never really about Caroline. Two charges now fuse into one cold certainty as Lizzie stands guard over her sleeping sister, resolved that Darcy does not get to win.

第 1 頁

Scene: The warm, lived-in Bennet entryway in soft morning light. Jane stands by the open front door with a small weekend bag over her shoulder and her phone held low, wearing a hopeful, determined expression. Lizzie leans in the inner doorway, arms loosely crossed, worried. Jane: 'If I am there... maybe he will want to see me.'

第 2 頁

Scene: Two stacked panels in the warm Bennet entryway. Top: Lizzie, gentle but worried, a hand on the doorframe. Bottom: Jane, a soft stubborn hope in her eyes, holding the strap of her bag. Lizzie: 'And if he does not?' Jane: 'Then at least I will know.'

第 3 頁

Scene: A wide establishing shot of a cool, sleek city of glass towers under a pale steel-blue sky. Jane stands small on the sidewalk, her warm cream-and-pink outfit a spot of warmth against the cold surroundings, her bag on her shoulder and phone held low, looking up with brave determination. Jane: 'One message. That is all.'

第 4 頁

Scene: Two stacked panels in a cool, sleek, minimalist cafe. Top: Jane sits at a small table, hopeful, glancing toward the door, hands folded. Bottom: Caroline Bingley approaches, cool and immaculate with a thin polite smile that does not reach her eyes. Jane: 'Caroline — thank you for coming.' Caroline: 'Jane. What a surprise.'

第 5 頁

Scene: A three-panel page in the cool minimalist cafe, the cold exchange. Panel 1 — Caroline, poised and cool: 'Charles is just so busy these days.' Panel 2 — Jane, leaning in, hopeful: 'Is he... seeing anyone?' Panel 3 — Caroline, her polite smile sharpening: 'He is focusing on himself now. We all think it is best.'

第 6 頁

Scene: A tight emotional close-up in the cool cafe. Jane's face as the hope quietly falters behind a composed, brave expression, her gentle blue eyes shining, lips pressed into a small careful smile. Jane: 'Of course. That makes sense.'

第 7 頁

Scene: The cool minimalist cafe. Caroline Bingley rises to leave, already turning away, sliding a delicate designer handbag onto her shoulder with a dismissive thin polite smile, glancing at her wristwatch. Caroline: 'We should do this again sometime.'

第 8 頁

Scene: A wide shot. Jane sits alone at the small cafe table, the empty chair opposite her cold and vacant, her warm figure small against the expanse of cool grey and white. She looks down at her folded hands, quietly heartbroken but composed. Jane (thinking): 'He never even knew I was here.'

第 9 頁

Scene: The warm Bennet entryway at evening, a mirror of the morning departure. Jane steps back in through the front door with her weekend bag, wearing a brave small smile that does not reach her eyes. Lizzie meets her just inside, her face falling with quiet understanding. Lizzie: 'Jane.'

第 10 頁

Scene: The warm Bennet living room, a comedic counterpoint. Mrs. Bennet sweeps in mid-wail, one hand flung to her chest, oblivious to Jane's real pain. In the foreground Jane looks quietly drained and Lizzie shoots her mother a protective, warning glare. Mrs. Bennet: 'Do you know what we lost?'

第 11 頁

Scene: Two stacked panels at the foot of the Bennet staircase. Top: Lizzie gently guides Jane away from the living room, a protective hand at her sister's back. Bottom: Jane, grateful and tired, giving a small nod. Lizzie: 'Come on. Upstairs.' Jane: 'Thank you.'

第 12 頁

Scene: A three-panel page in a warm, softly lamplit Bennet bedroom, the tender turn. Panel 1 — Jane, sitting on the bed, a tear on her cheek: 'I really believed him, Lizzie.' Panel 2 — Lizzie, holding her sister's hand in both of hers: 'I know. I know.' Panel 3 — Jane, lifting her chin, a fragile new resolve settling over the grief: 'I am done waiting.'

第 13 頁

Scene: Two stacked panels in the dim Bennet bedroom, Lizzie alone with her thoughts. Top: her face shifting from grief to cold clarity. Bottom: her jaw set, eyes hard and certain. Lizzie (thinking): 'Caroline did not decide this.' Lizzie (thinking): 'Darcy did.'

第 14 頁

Scene: A dim, warm Bennet bedroom at night. Lizzie sits on the floor with her back against the side of the bed, knees drawn up, staring ahead with cold, resolved certainty. Lizzie (thinking): 'He took George apart. Then Jane. Not anymore.'

第 15 頁

Scene: A silent, wordless beat in the warm, dim Bennet bedroom. Jane sleeps peacefully at last, her face finally calm and unburdened. Lizzie sits beside her, still lightly holding her sleeping sister's hand, watching over her with a tender, protective expression. There is no dialogue.

第 16 頁

Scene: A wide final shot, mirroring the hopeful opening. In the background Jane sleeps peacefully, her hope set down at last. In the foreground Lizzie stands at the window, a hand on the frame, looking out at distant cold city lights glittering beyond the glass, her posture quiet but resolved. Lizzie (quietly): 'You do not get to win.'

Inkroost