Violet
The maids stiffened at my tone.
Nicole’s lips pressed together, her eyes flicking briefly to them before she sighed and stepped closer to my bed. “I wanted to apologize,” she said clearly, making sure her voice carried humility. “Last night, I behaved thoughtlessly, and I fear I may have embarrassed you.”
The words were perfect.
The delivery even more so.
I had forgotten all about the dinner but she was hellbent on making me remember it seemed.
One of the maids gasped softly, clearly scandalized on my behalf. Another looked at Nicole with something close to admiration.
I stared at her, trying to reconcile the woman standing in front of me with the girl who had smiled at me across the high school cafeteria table years ago, already knowing she would take something from me and e
