In the Trimshaw estate and the next day, things seemed to go about as usual, but then, underneath, a slight storm was brewing up. One that most were not aware of, but they were about to be shown in a way never experienced before.
This was especially true after Jorge's weird behaviour the night before. Mirabel woke up early as she had a few things to take care of. In fact, she had not slept much after Jorge's little episode. Ideally, this was nothing for her to lose sleep on, but this was Jorge Trimshaw.
That reaction from Jorge was a big anomaly in whatever way she looked at it. He was like a big fortress to her. He had come into her life and swept her off her feet. He had solved all her seemingly impossible problems. He had stood firm by her side and made her come to believe that he was her sturdy rock. He was supposed to be that immobile and firm pillar that could rely on at any time.
