Chapter 162 Poised Elegance

• Emily stood still in front of Nancy, her feet refusing to move even as her instincts screamed at her to leave.
• She did not want to explain anything. Not to Nancy. Not now. After what Nancy had done in her room with Greta, after her privacy had been invaded so casually, something between them had already broken. Emily felt distant, guarded. And yet, she knew she could not simply avoid her. Nancy was Charles’s fiancée. Like it or not, their paths would keep crossing.
• “It’s not what you think it is,” Emily said at last, though the words felt forced, hollow.