Miller remained where he was, watching her disappear down the hallway. The conversation replayed in his mind over and over, yet no matter how he looked at it, he couldn't understand where it had gone wrong.
After a long silence, he turned to Fred.
"Was what I said really that bad?"
Fred had been standing a respectful distance away the entire time. He cleared his throat before stepping forward. "No, Master."
"Then why is she upset?"
Fred chose his words carefully.
"I don't believe Madam Sabrina was offended by your concern. I think..." Fred continued, "she has spent years fighting to build a life of her own. To her, acting isn't merely a profession. It's proof that she can stand on her own feet."
He paused.
"When you asked her to give it up, she may have heard something different fr
