The unknown voice said with a giggle, “You’re terrible, Ren.” Rennick’s deep laugh followed. “No worse than you. Do you have any plans today?” The linens in Amelia’s hands fell to the ground, and Birdie’s brow lowered, looking between Amelia and the study. “Are you okay?” the older woman whispered low enough for only them to hear. “Who is the woman with him?” Amelia whispered back, already knowing the answer. “That’s Miss Ora.” The sympathy in Birdie’s voice was too much. Did she think Ora was his mate and Amelia was his mistress? Amelia’s heart that beat nervously moments before shattered,
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