Don't Fight
After getting home, Claire felt the weight of the day pressing down on her. She made her way to their bedroom, eager to flee the stress and drama. Joshua followed her, still thinking over the missed chance at the gala.
As Claire sat on the edge of the bed, removing her jewelry, a knock sounded at the door. A maid enters, looking worried. "Mr. Cane, Mrs. Cane, Mia fell down the steps. She's hurt."
Joshua's face tensed with worry. "I'll go check on her," he said, already moving towards the door.
Claire rolled her eyes, her tiredness turning into frustration. "Of course, another drama," she mumbled under her breath.
Joshua shot her a look but said nothing. He left the room, following the maid downstairs. Claire sighed deeply, her anger rising. She knew Mia's acts all too well and was certain this was another ploy for attention.