Cynthia nodded solemnly.
"Well, she was lovely," Miss Taylor remarked, turning around. "I'm going to go and let you girls talk this over. If you need anything, or if this lioness comes prowling again, do let me know."
Just like that, she excused herself from the room.
Lianna shifted her focus to Enverna, her eyes reflecting concern.
"Enverna, how are you feeling about all of this?" Lianna asked gently, taking a seat beside her on the couch.
Enverna took a deep breath, her gaze distant as if contemplating how to express the complexities of her emotions.
"I don't even know where to begin," Enverna admitted. "It's just... a lot."
Lianna waited patiently, half because she had no clue what to say and half because it seemed like Enverna was going to say more than that.
