I knocked three times on the door before a uniformed maidservant opened it.
"Is Henry here?" I inquired. After the incident in the Ball Room, I left to find where my fiancé took his best friend's sister. People would think of me weird if I didn't. Henry's reaction to what happened was excessive. The other guests thought so too, so as my stepmother and Becca. If there really was something happening behind the scenes, I needed to put a stop to it. Or at least I needed to tell them to tune it down.
"Who is it, Malia?" Henry asked from inside the room.
"Your fiancée," I replied flatly, brushing the servant girl aside and entering the room. "Well, well..."
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