"Harry! You came looking for me?" Mia asked, her heart pounding against her ribs.

Harry's expression softened as he looked at her. "I couldn't stand watching my mother treat you like that. It was humiliating and completely uncalled for."

Mia's cheeks flushed, remembering how Eleanor had dismissed her from the table. "It's fine, really. I'm used to it by now."

"But you shouldn't be," Harry said, his voice low but intense. "You're not staff, Mia. You're —"

Before he could finish his ...