After breakfast, Mirabella followed Ashley down the long hallway to her room, her feet sinking into the soft rug that lined the polished floor. Hunter had left them minutes ago, telling Mirabella that he would be busy for the rest of the day before disappearing toward his study. She had only nodded, not daring to ask anything. Before he would drag her along with him.

Ashley’s room was on the opposite wing of the house. When the door opened, Mirabella paused for a second, surprised by the ...