Chapter 15 A Forbidden Deal

• Chapter fifteen
• Monica squeezed her wet hair through the towel while she stalked behind Elizabeth into the sitting room. Why was she even agreeing to this? She had asked herself this question half a dozen times before she stepped into her cousin's carriage, and seven times more before she had reached here. No matter how closely related they were, she knew getting too attached might stir up ugly revelations in future.
• But while she had been frowning in thoughts, she'd barely noticed when the other lady began throwing orders at the footmen and maids standing with them.