INDY
I decided to give Clara the benefit of the doubt. There was a possibility that she thought my letters were thrown away accidentally, and she kept them in good faith. Then, maybe Rome found them where he shouldn’t have.
That was the theory I made up in my mind.
With that, I was even more determined to push the two of them together. I was going to help Clara impress Rome today! It was already the day of his 26th birthday, and the Windsor mansion was filled with busy bees.
I had just finished taking a shower, and the maids were waiting for me to come out to dress me.
“Lady Indy, are you finished?”
I peeked out of the bathroom door, my hair still dripping wet from the shower. The maid who told me about Clara yesterday—Poppy, as I had learned—smiled slightly when she saw me.
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