Amelia
Shame burned through me. Put that way, it sounded terrible. Had I betrayed him by sharing something I shouldn’t have? But how could I have possibly refused Violet? I probably could have said no. I could have told her I didn't know anything, but I chose not to.
"I'm sorry, Sir. I didn't think—" I said remorsefully.
"No, you didn't." The flatness of his tone was somehow worse than anger would have been. "You didn't think about loyalty, or discretion, or the fact that some knowledge is meant to be earned, not handed over like party favors.”
I swallowed hard, my heart hammering against my ribs. The weight of his disappointment crushed me more than any physical punishment could have.
“I’m sorry, Sir. I didn’t mean to…” Tears stung my eyes, but I blinked them back fiercely, my voic
