Aubrey could tell her words resonated with the sisters, although she could hardly blame them for avoiding their brothers’ wives. They certainly weren’t pleasant people to be around.
Well, two of them anyway. She still hadn’t met the third. As the servants finished their rounds and Donovan raised a glass to toast himself Aubrey’s gaze settled on the other wives. Josie and Paige held no interest to her as she already had a firm grasp of their character, or lack thereof. Her attention focused on the third who Nicolas informed her was his eldest brother’s wife, Delilah.
She was a petite, mousy woman. Though she had been a part of this family the longest, she stood with her face downcast and her shoulders hunched as if trying to fold into herself and disappear. It was painful to see and Aub
