His sarcasm fueled her ire further. Obviously, he should have planned this better. Obviously, he should've been smarter than to head into a closet with Miss Farley of all people. (What did he even find attractive about her? She was as desperate as Verity had been before marrying!) Were they not in public, Verity might've smacked his arm for the impertinence. Instead, her scowl deepened as she glared at him. Ford, the supposed leader of their family, had foolishly ruined them all.
"You should have," she fumed at him. Everything Verity wanted to shout at him were words she could never voice here. She looked from him to the door somewhere behind her and back. "I'm going home with you." There was no room for argument in her tone as she then stared pointedly towards the floo.
"You should have," she fumed at him. Everything Verity wanted to shout at him were words she could never voice here. She looked from him to the door somewhere behind her and back. "I'm going home with you." There was no room for argument in her tone as she then stared pointedly towards the floo.
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