Remember What?

Chapter 252: Remember What?

***Hazel***

*“Why did you do that?”*

Cleo’s voice barely reached me. It slipped between the clink of cutlery and the murmur of conversation like a secret never meant to be heard by more than one person.

Around us, dinner continued normally.

Plates were lifted. Forks scraped porcelain. Brooke laughed—soft, polite, rehearsed. Wine glasses tilted. Servants moved in si