“We each have our roles,” Clara said. “Don’t we?”
The curl on the edges of Evelyn’s lip flattened for a moment. The biscuit unwittingly backed herself into the corner, which gave Clara an exit.
“Oui,” Evelyn said. “Where will you go?”
“I’m not sure,” Clara said honestly.
“Go wherever your heart leads,” Evelyn said.
“That includes our bedroom,” Clara said.
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