Gerald’s question hung in the air, and no one rushed to answer it. “Don’t be absurd, Gerald.” Vivienne broke the silence first, because she always did. “What’s there to question? Dominic should have made Camille his wife ages ago. He would have, if this scheming little opportunist hadn’t wormed her way in and wrecked everything.” “My brother deserves someone from his own circle,” Brielle added, examining her manicure. “Not some pity project Grandmother dragged in off the street.” “None of my friends will invite me anywhere anymore,” sniffed Margaret, Dominic’s aunt, never one to miss a chance. “Do you have any idea how humiliating that is? All because of the woman he chose.” Through it all, Cordelia said nothing. She did not defend the granddaughter-in-law she had chosen, but she did not join the chorus either. She simply sat, hands folded, eyes lowered, as if she could absent herself from the room by sheer stillness. Evangeline rose from the floor. She did it slowly, deliberatel
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