Nora’s father and grandfather poured themselves some wine, but before the glasses even reached their lips, they were scolded.

“When it’s time to talk, you’re both hopelessly mute. But the moment there’s wine involved, suddenly you’re the most passionate ones here,” Mrs. Bennett snapped, her sharp tone cutting through the jovial atmosphere.

Samuel’s lips curved faintly as Nora’s father chuckled. “Samuel, when you find a wife, don’t pick ...