Aira’s POV
It didn’t take long to find Blanche. She was in her room, sobbing in Aaron’s arms. Alba, Blanche’s maid, was there as well, however, she was being very inattentive to her mistress. I frowned at the whole scene.
As soon as he saw me, Aaron kissed Blanche on the temple and murmured something about going to call on Knox. He slowly extricated himself from her embrace, giving me room to slip into his place, then gave us both a brief, cordial nod before excusing himself from the room.
“Blanche,” I asked. “What’s wrong?”
She sniffled and shook her head. “I can’t tell you.”
“What? Why?” I replied.
“It-it’s not my place to say,” she stuttered, covering her face with her hands.
“Blanche,” I probed.
“I’m just worried about you, okay?” she burst out. “Goddess, I feel so guilty now f
