Sixty Three

May’s POV

I was wandering around the house now, thinking about what else Ellen would like to discuss with me. After she spoke to me in the drawing room, asking me the question, I had explained things but we had been interrupted by one of the domestic staff that her attention was needed.

She had left me there telling me she still had a lot to talk to me about, and with that in mind, I just wasn’t in the mood for any party at all, not that I was in one before.

I walked up the stairs, seeing only a few people around talking with smiles on their faces, and with glasses of white wine in their hands. It was common for people at a party to be holding one, but I was certainly going to stay clear of wine tone ght. The last thing I wanted after the episode with Ellen was getting drunk and misbehaving or say things that I wasn't supposed to say.

Up until now, I hadn’t seen Asher, which was good, because I couldn’t face him now, not even when I had just talked about him with his mother.

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