Bab 298: Bad news

[Margaret's POV]

"I would also like to know what happened between her and Armstrong this afternoon."

I said these two sentences very calmly, lifted my foot to step around Nora and Frand, and headed straight out the door.

The sound of Nora and Frand's footsteps following me did not come until several seconds later, and I didn't have to look to know what their expressions were—nothing more than impatience mixed with a superficial sense of guilt, no doubt.

The impatience was naturally for my beautiful sister Elizabeth, while the shallow guilt was compensation for having just misunderstood me and given me an earful.

Scenes like this I had experienced countless times before, but still somehow couldn't get used to.

To admit that one's own parents love someone else more than they love you is apparently a very difficult thing, even though that 'someone else' is not a stranger, but my own sister whom I deeply love.