(Author's POV)
Aurora kept walking.
In one of the guest rooms upstairs, Sienna was pacing.
"She just walks around like she owns the place," she said. "She's a divorced woman. She abandoned her own daughter. And somehow she's got Phineas wrapped around her finger and Eleanor treating her like a daughter-in-law of the year."
Serena was sitting in the armchair by the window, examining her nails. "Phineas chose her. He doesn't do things without reasons."
"What reason? What does she have that-"
"Sienna." Serena looked up. Her voice was mild. "You're also on your second marriage."
The room went quiet.
The words weren't cruel, exactly. They were just precise. Serena said them the way a person states a fact - calmly, without particular emphasis - and that was what made them sting.
Sienna
