Sierra’s POV
Even after changing into a new outfit, I didn’t have the courage to go back downstairs. I had never met Arthur, but I could tell just by looking at the older man that he was Arthur’s father, with the woman beside him being his mother.
I knew I could not remain up here. That would leave a horrible impression, but then haven’t I with the way I was dressed earlier? Eventually, I decided to step out of the room.
I got to the living area and found both of them having tea. “Oh, you decided to join us,” Arthur’s mother said, but I did not fail to recognize the coldness in her tone.
“Join us. Sarah!” she called out.
Sarah stepped out into the room and bowed. “Get her some tea,” Arthur’s mother instructed.
Sarah bowed and rushed in to that. I wanted to decline, but the look on he
