SELENA POVThe sound of laughter drifted through the house before I even opened my eyes.A woman's laughter. Bright, high, comfortable.My brows pulled together as I stared at the ceiling. Miss Margaret never laughed like that. The maids certainly wouldn't. Alexander had already left for work, hadn't he?Then it came again. That same familiar laugh.My stomach tightened. Vanessa.My irritation arrived before my feet even touched the floor. I pulled on the silk robe hanging beside the bed, slipped into my slippers, and followed the sound down the hallway. With every step down the staircase it grew clearer, warmer, more settled, the laughter of people completely at ease with each other.Then I saw them.Alexander and Vanessa, sitting across from each other at the dining table, laughing over something I hadn't heard. Alexander's shoulders shook with genuine amusement. Vanessa threw her head back freely. For a moment I stood on the stairs and just watched, and something in my chest squee
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