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Ayisha hummed some random tune, deliberately loud, as she paced the living room. She was trying to distract herself, but the truth was that she too felt the sting of Mariam’s betrayal. Still, unlike Tessa, she carried it with humor, with mockery, with laughter that cut through grief.
Tessa flinched. Her heart leapt. She dropped the spoon she had been holding in the kitchen, her eyes suddenly wide and desperate.
“Lady Bianca?” she whispered.
For a moment, Tessa froze, her hand gripping the door frame. Then, slowly, she let the hope drain out of her body.
“Good morning,” Lady Bianca said smoothly, her voice as sharp as glass.
Ayisha pushed past Tessa, arms folded, chin lifted. “What do you want?”
Lady Bianca stepped into the room as though she owned the very ground. The s
