Chapter 64: Ella, poking the bear

Louise never even looked up or acknowledged our presence. She carried on filing her long, black nails. Charlotte hung back, standing by the door. I decided to make myself as comfortable as possible and pulled out a chair.

I was staring at my short nails, wondering if they would ever be long enough to file, when Louise finally spoke. "Tardy again, Ella. I honestly think you'd be late to your own funeral, and I'm so looking forward to finding out."

"On the contrary, Louise. I'm not late, I simply didn't care if you were waiting. It's not like you had anywhere else to be, is it? Seth and I, he's the duke in case you've forgotten, were in London on personal business so I had a few moments to fill in before we return to Serenity House." I held up my left hand and stared at my fingers as though I were imagining something large and sparkly on my ring finger. A petty thing to say, but there was something about being in Louise's presence that brought the crueller side of me to the surface. An