Satisfaction and triumph flared within Mia, especially when she saw the way Rose's hand curled around her fork until her knuckles turned white.

Mia continued to eat like nothing that was happening was any of her business. She could feel Poppy's eyes and Rose's eyes on her. She was waiting for what Rose would say; ask her to leave the room or swallow her bitterness and move to stay in a guest room.

“ Keep my things in a guest room until Adrien returns. He would solve this”. Rose told Poppy with her eyes still on Mia, who was pretending like everything that was happening had nothing to do with...