Rosy was the first to reach Lily's side, her calm demeanor a stark contrast to the chaos. She directed the servants to clean up the shattered glass and used a handkerchief to gently wipe the cream from Lily's dress.
"Are you okay?"
Lily waved her off, staggering back a few steps and refusing Rosy's offer of support.
As she felt all the eyes on her, she glanced at the mess on her dress.
Lily realized everyone was laughing at the new member of the Bronte family. She didn't care about their stares; she was just relieved Arthur wasn't there to witness her embarrassment.
That was the only coherent thought in her muddled mind.
"I'm sorry. It wasn't intentional," Lily mumbled.
After apologizing, she escaped to the restroom. Unaware of the lingering cream on the floor, her foo
