Mira had just returned home to find Charlotte in the private sitting room with mother, as she cried and complained about God-knows-what. Mira appeared uninterested in her cackle.
"Good evening mother" she greeted, completely ignoring the third party in the room.
"How was your day, Mira?" mother asked.
"Horrible, and it would get even more horrible if I waste one more second in this room. I'll be upstairs" she said as she climbed the stairs and disappeared behind the walls of the corridor.
And just when she was completely out of sight, she quickly stopped, crotched as she pressed her ear against the wall between herself and the other women; she was eavesdropping.
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I cried, I sobered up and I woke up this morning.
