CHAPTER 29
Both Evelina and Alexander entered the house, their movements heavy as they made it past the front hall and into the central parlor arena.
"Evelina?" Breanna's voice trembled with mixed relief and worry.
"Mother."
Evelina froze as the Countess approached, seeing the weight of recent events etched in the shadows beneath her mother's eyes.
"I was consumed with worry, Evelina. Violetta, your father, the Prince... we all feared for your safety," Breanna whispered, her voice filled with a mix of maternal love and unease, as she embraced Evelina.
What the countess had done was contrary to how Evelina had imagined she would react. Finding solace in her mother's arms, the Countess' tears soaking the fabric of their embrace, Evelina remained silent, unable to find the words to convey the complex situation she had experienced last night.
