Flora's POV
The heavy oak doors of the study closed behind Eugene and Emily, leaving me completely alone in the open living room with Victoria.
She turned her head slowly, her sharp, elegant eyes landing on me for the first time. She wiped the stray tears from her cheeks with a silk handkerchief, instantly smoothing down her cream trench coat. Even in the middle of a family breakdown, she looked flawless. It made my stomach twist.
"I'm sorry," Victoria said, her voice smooth and perfectly polite as she walked over to the sofa. "In all the chaos, I didn't get your name. Who are you?"
"I'm Flora," I said, holding my grocery bag a little tighter against my side. "I'm Emily's friend. And I'm an intern at the firm."
"Emily's friend? An intern?" Victoria raised her eyebrows, a soft, curiou
