The True Seal

Mason’s booming voice echoed off the crystal chandeliers of the private dining room. Every single relative present heard his mocking question. A few distant cousins snickered behind their hands. Martha, in particular, leaned back in her chair with a gloating smirk, savoring Sylvia’s public humiliation.

Marcella met her cousin's arrogant stare without blinking. She did not shrink back. She did not