Sophronia ripped the plain gold wedding band from housemaid Dulcie’s finger and placed it on the auction table.
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Chapter 12 / 17
Chapter 12
Sophronia eventually apologized properly.
Not:
I was protecting the family.
Not:
Father taught me.
Not:
You misunderstood.
She said:
“I used your dependence on the household to control you.”
Then:
“I made you serve people who would have stood when you entered if they knew who you were.”
Dulcie’s expression tightened.
Sophronia corrected herself.
“That part shouldn’t matter.”
Good.
She was learning.
“I humiliated you because your existence threatened the order I understood.”
Better.
Then:
“I took your ring because I wanted to prove I could still decide who you were in that room.”
There.
Truth.
Dulcie listened.
Then said:
“I believe you’re sorry.”
Sophronia cried.
“But I don’t trust you yet.”
Both truths.
No hug.
May you like
No instant sisterhood.
Good.
