(A/N: Sorry for the slower pace, it's about time the rest of the cast gets more of their own development instead of just being background.)
The evening stretched on, the three of us trading barbs and half-truths over the cold spread that none of us were really eating. Lillian had stopped blushing eventually, though she kept shooting Evelina looks that were equal parts irritation and grudging respect.
Surprisingly, she hadn't left the moment she had delivered the message.
If I didn't know any better, it almost looked like she was going to stay the entire night in our estate just to continue arguing with Evelina.
"You're not going to tell anyone, are you?" Lillian asked finally.
"Tell anyone what?" Evelina's voice was innocence itself, which meant she was absolutely planning to use this information at the worst possible moment.
"I hate you."
"No, you don't."
"I really, really do."
"You keep saying that. One day, you might even mean it."
