Mabel’s POV“I’ll see what we can do, Miss Lydia.”I kept my voice polite, but my insides were a knot. This was the fifth time I had said that in the last forty-five minutes.I sat on the sofa chair while Lydia sprawled across the main couch. The other ladies had cleared out almost an hour ago, heading to the garden. It was a clear, unspoken offer: leave the ring open for the two of us. Even Zane had gone, though he’d only left after I promised him I wouldn’t step into a private room. He wanted to watch the feed from the living room camera.The one person who hadn't moved was Victor.He stood a few steps behind Lydia, pressed against the wall. A silent, unmoving statue. His eyes were focused on the floor, but I felt the tension radiating off him. Since the lunch incident, the air around Victor had been thick with a mix of fury and dejection. I didn't forget he was there, but hone
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