“The fabric… It’s too heavy.”“Its weight is its worth,” she countered, pinning the shoulder of the jacket. “Claire understood that. She wore her diamonds like they were light as air, even when they weighed five pounds. She never complained. She never sweated.”“I’m not Claire!” I shouted, the frustration finally snapping. The room went silent. Aunt Gable froze, a pin held between her lips. Silas, who had been looking out the window, turned slowly. “No,” Aunt Gable said, her voice dropping to a dangerous whisper. “You certainly aren’t. She was a masterpiece. But tomorrow, you will pretend. For Silas’s sake, you will be perfect.”Silas was watching the whole thing like a theater performance. “He needs to look powerful, Aunt,” Silas interjected. “Not just elegant. I want the Board to see that I’ve tamed the South, not just bought it.”“Tamed?” I turned my head to look at him, nearly getting a pin in the neck. “Is that what this is? A taming? You’re just like my father, Silas. You just
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