(Flora's Perspective)The glass door sealed off the sound from outside.The moment Blair was gone, Mia, who had been a picture of anxiety, dropped her mask. She shot up, slamming her hands on the table, her eyes locked on me."You think this little act is going to win you anything?" Mia hissed, her voice dripping with venom. "Since you've forgotten, let me remind you of a little fact: you are, and always will be, the mistress he keeps in the dark!"I leaned back in my chair, saying nothing. I simply picked up my wine glass, swirling the crimson liquid, a faint smile playing on my lips.My silent acknowledgment was the one thing that could pierce Mia's fragile nerves.She took a step closer, her voice turning shrill. "What are you smiling at? You pathetic bitch! Your hag of a mother is rotting in hell! And so is that clump of bloody flesh that was in your belly! They were both killed by that man, the one you let hold you every night! Doesn't it make you sick?!"She stared into my eyes,
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