It would make sense that Ford would consider her promise a silence to be a threat. His opinion of her had always been far lesser than that of the gentle Grace or curious Clementine, she had always been vindictive Verity. And while she certain she deserved a degree of that blame, what with her attitude and expectations being what they were, Verity had never turned such thoughts towards her family. Her loyalty was never something she questioned about herself.
She collected the larger pieces and stood to dispose of them in the bin. "Grace's? Clementine's?" The former of the two would never have accepted Ford abandoning a ruined girl either, saintly Grace was too romantic for that. "Honestly, it doesn't matter. You're principled now. It's fine." She quickly added, realizing a beat too late what the mention of her sisters' names had likely revealed about herself.
She collected the larger pieces and stood to dispose of them in the bin. "Grace's? Clementine's?" The former of the two would never have accepted Ford abandoning a ruined girl either, saintly Grace was too romantic for that. "Honestly, it doesn't matter. You're principled now. It's fine." She quickly added, realizing a beat too late what the mention of her sisters' names had likely revealed about herself.
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