"What is going on?" Bridget and Lady Huntington rushed up to the library while Emelisse silently stood there frozen to her spot. It was like someone had nailed her to the floor. Her body felt too heavy to move or speak or even just to blink her eyes.
"We saw Maxwell thunder outside. Is something the matter?" Lady Huntington demanded. Benedict glanced at Emelisse and, despite the fogginess in her brain, she did not remember the last time he looked so angry. His happy, fun demeanor felt like it never existed to begin with.
"Yes, Lady Huntington," he hissed. "Your dear nephew ruined my sister's life and just left. Maxwell kissed her."
"What?" Bridget exclaimed and she practically looked like she would faint right there. Her eyes almost popped out of her sockets while Lady Huntington look
