Anger rose in her chest and she glared at her father. But his eyes were on his food otherwise she would have had it coming. She had never even thought of having children and now he was saying that. Was her case that hopeless?
"You're right, Henry." Her mother smiled. "But there's nothing to worry about. Cedric's an upright man, I'm certain he'll have that in control."
Lucy pushed her plate away, suddenly losing her appetite.
"Lucy." Her mother grabbed her attention. "Ara told me Cedric was here last night."
Lucy hesitated for a second before nodding. She didn't want to be reminded of last night. The thought of it made her sick.
"Did he tell you why he couldn't make it early?"
"He said he was busy," Lucy mumbled.
"Poor boy." Her mother sighed. "He should have just sta
