NORA POV
Dinner went by quietly that night. Mabel kept trying to start conversations, but I barely said much. Dorcas noticed my silence, yet she didn’t push me. Liora was the only one who talked nonstop about the contest — how the stage looked, how loud the cheers were, and how Phoebe smiled when they called her name.
I just kept smiling at her stories, pretending I wasn’t breaking inside each time she mentioned Phoebe.
After dinner, we all moved to the sitting room for a short while. Liora played with her dolls near the couch while Mabel helped Dorcas clear the plates. Yes. Mabel handled some basic chores meant for the maid all because she grew up as a spoilt brat, now that she turned a new leaf, she just need to learn some stuff, I looked back at Liora I could already see sleep trying
