Twenty–SevenRose sat, stitching quietly, in the corner of the drawing room. Every so often a tear would fall, unbidden, onto her work. She did not try to stop them.
After the events of last night, both of her sisters had left her alone. She was certain that Laia was still upset that she had been forced to leave the party, and it was likely she’d told Thalia everything, including how unfair Rose and St. John had been to her.
They sat with their backs to her by the empty hearth.
But they didn’t know what had occurred after Laia had left.
How could St. John have been so cruel to her last night? Didn’t he realize that Lord Kirtland was the only person who could save her family from financial ruin? And to ask her to break things off with him… for what reason? She just couldn’t fathom.
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