below them, glittering indifferent.
“You think I don’t see you?”
Victoria said quietly, her voice like a blade wrapped in silk.
“You think nobody notices how you look at him.”
Maria blinked, startled.
“Ma’am, I don’t know what you don’t.”
Victoria snapped.
“Don’t you dare.
” And that’s when everything started to go wrong faster than anyone could stop it.
Something was about to happen on that balcony that no one, not even Victoria, could ever take back.
Maria took a step back, her hands raised gently, the way you’d approach a frightened animal.
Miss Sinclair, please.
I’ve never I saw the photo.
Victoria hissed in his drawer. I saw how he looks at you.
3 years and you think I haven’t noticed the way this house feels different when you’re in it.
There was real pain in her voice underneath the anger. the kind of pain that comes from feeling
