Helena MacLeod came to Cambridge chasing a future—one free of heartbreak, one she could build on her own. But a storm, a derailment off her path, and a deserted station that shouldn’t exist lead her somewhere far stranger: Wentfordshire Junction.

There she meets Cedric Redmond—a man of impossible manners and a gaze that lingers through her very core. Each time she returns, he’s waiting. And each time, he vanishes when the street lights flicker.

Cedric Redmond wrestles with duty and devotion. As the heir to a vast estate, his life is meant for inheritance, not independence. Yet his heart lies in scholarship—a quiet, celibate life of study, far from the demands of home. Until the night he meets a woman who speaks like no other, with a mind that challenges and completes his own. With every encounter, his resolve falters, and the life he once thought he wanted begins to feel unbearably hollow.

Both are drawn to each other in ways neither can explain. But there’s just one problem—about two hundred years of it. And with time itself keeping them apart, is there any hope they’ll ever find a way to be together?

This tale came to life after a rewatch of Austenland—a film that isn’t quite time travel but captures the whimsical escapism of stepping into a Regency fantasy. That energy, mixed with the sweeping romance of Outlander, the aesthetic charm of Bridgerton, and the timeless wit of anything Austen-inspired, shaped the spirit of this story.

For casting, imagine JJ Feild as Cedric Redmond and Lily Collins as Helena MacLeod—though your imagination is free to choose your own faces for them.

Told in dual POV, this story lets you step into both Helena’s modern uncertainties and Cedric’s Regency-bound struggles. Expect yearning, tender romance, and tasteful fade-to-black intimacy.

I hope Wentfordshire Junction carries you somewhere unforgettable—just like it did for me.