Eve shook her head and walked away.She undid the ties of her cloak and let it fall with satisfying dramatic effect onto her bed.She walked over to her dresser and picked up her hairbrush.
Her maid entered the bedroom and stopped when she saw Caroline.Eve beckoned her over, and her maid busied herself with pulling the pins from Eve’s hair.Caroline remained standing to one side of the doorway, her fists tightly clenched.
Eve looked at her through the dressing table mirror, giving her awhy are you still hereglare.
“You cannot hold me to account just because I am finally getting a little attention and you don’t like it.”
“What I don’t like is being treated so poorly by my sister and her newly minted friend.I shall expect your apology in the morning,” replied Caroline angrily.
Eve’s maid jumped as Caroline slammed the door behind her as she left.
Eve sat quietly while the rest of the pins and ribbons, which had held her hair in place, were removed.Her heart was thumping a loud tattoo in her chest.Tonight, she had crossed several lines of socially acceptable behavior.
The thrill she had experienced with Freddie on the dance floor had emboldened her so much that Caroline had never stood a chance when she’d sought to correct Eve.Hell would freeze over before she apologized to Caroline.Hell, or the wrath that her mother would bring down on her if Caroline decided to cross another line tonight and tell their mother about Eve’s encounter with Freddie Rosemount.
