Of course he minded, of course he would push to continue this conversation when she had no room to respond in turn. Their sisters were still in the parlor (and that was only if Clementine hadn't abandoned Grace to glue her ear to the kitchen door), their mother was lurking about somewhere. There were too many people here for them to have anything even vaguely resembling a healing conversation. Verity was almost certain now that Ford had chosen this venue purposely to prevent her being truthful with him again.

"What else would you like me to say?" Verity demanded.

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