"Well you picked a perfectly suitable time for me to do so." Verity snapped. Their siblings had to have picked up on her anger by now but none of them were aware as to what had provoked it. And, if she meant to keep true to her promise of not informing others of Ford's true intentions towards Miss Farley, she couldn't tell anyone else. More than that, she didn't want to tell anyone else, because if they then asked why she cared so much Verity would then have to discuss what had happened to her. Yelling at him was simply impossible.

She huffed another breath of frustration. "The tea is growing cold, I need to bring it out to the girls." She then muttered. Clementine would only give her so long before she got nosy over what was taking so long.

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