LADY Frances sat motionless in her lavishly decorated bedroom, staring at her reflection in the mirror. Her mind was a whirlwind of thoughts, but one thing was clear, she had made a grave mistake.

The argument with Carlson had left her shaken. She had fought so hard to bring him back, and for what? To be ridiculed? To be dismissed like she meant nothing?

She let out a deep sigh and closed her eyes.

I should never have interfered...

A part of her wanted to distance herself from Carlson forever, but another part, the mother in her, couldn't bring herself to let him go. But at that moment, she knew...