Almost a second later, Olivia returned through the doors, looking decidedly different.
She was both more controlled and less, somehow.
Olivia cleared her throat, “Lyall is here," she announced.
And like those words were magic itself, the room suddenly transformed.
Adam sat up straighter and handed the earring back to Abigail, Charlotte immediately stopped her screeching and Abigail slipped the earring into her pocket. This might be done for now, and it might have no meaning later whatsoever, but she had learnt, from being around these people.
And she would keep the earring for later, should she ever need it. Just like she had kept the little note Olivia had sent her along with her dress.
“Mr. Woodtriche," Lyall greeted, walking over to Adam and shaking his hand.
“Lyall," Adam greet
