Author's pov
Cecilia's lips curved into a smile that didn't reach her eyes. She clearly saw through Maggie's act.
Maggie's perfect mask cracked for half a second. Her lashes fluttered, her smile stiffened, and that tiny slip was enough to ripple through the room.
A few people pressed their lips together, trying not to laugh.
Martha didn't even bother hiding her amusement; she let out a deep, genuine laugh that bounced off the high ceiling, sharp as crystal.
The sound made Maggie's expression freeze completely.
But years of social training kicked in. In the blink of an eye, she smoothed her face again, her tone syrupy and calm.
"Cecilia, I truly apologize for my behavior, "she said, voice trembling just enough to sound heartfelt. "I misjudged both Zane and you terribl
