"What did you just say?" Miriam slapped her hands on the table, the vibration rippling across it.

Autumn looked away, picking up a macaron from a plate and chewing it in satisfaction before remembering the tension that filled the room.

Her eyes moved to Miriam, who looked more upset than ever. Her face was so red that she seemed ready to explode at any moment.

"Autumn, apologize to Mother now. Just because you're pregnant doesn't mean you should be rude," Iris spoke up, catching Miriam’s attention, who seemed to have calmed down a bit.

"I’d rather not. I didn’t insult her, did I?" Autumn asked as Iris stood up.

"You...