Ella’s POV
I sat still, forcing my spine straight, forcing my face calm, though inside I was breaking apart. I wanted to shout at him that he should not have to say that kind of thing in front of a small girl, but I kept my mouth shut.
He dismissed me with a flick of his hand and moved out of the study. If Cyril won't do anything drastic, I won't too.
My thoughts rushed in circles as Cyril took Eleanor out of the room, which I am very thankful for, there is no need for her getting, caught in whatever craziness this family has got going on with them.
When I returned to the room, Eleanor stirred. Her eyes opened halfway, sleepy but still smiling at me.
“You smell funny,” she muttered, wrinkling her nose. “Like the big people.” I don't even think I'm supposed to know what that means.
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