What Happened Next Wasn’t Drama. It Was Reality.
Constance recovered first, like any experienced control addict.
She hissed about “insults” and “family honor” and “starting a marriage with secrets.”
But the room didn’t follow her.
Because even people who love gossip understand one thing:
A woman with options is harder to bully.
Robert stood there, jaw tight, trying to decide which mask to wear.
The charming one for the guests?
Or the angry one he’d been saving for private?
Molly looked at him and said quietly:
“I’m not wearing that.”
