Silence followed definitely not uncomfortable silence. Just peaceful and accepting because nobody corrected her, not Lucien or Mrs Harper and certainly not Selene.
She lowered her eyes with a graceful smile, the picture of modesty, but I didn't miss the satisfaction hidden beneath it.
And strangely enough, I didn't feel jealous.
I simply looked from Lucien to Selene and thought maybe she should have.
Because the saddest part wasn't hearing another woman being described as his perfect match.
It was realizing that nobody at the table seemed capable of imagining me in that place. Not even the man sitting at the head of it.
By noon, the mansion no longer felt like a house.
It felt like a hospital or perhaps a prison pretending to be one. The first to arrive was Doctor Evans then another
