"Absolutely," Regina said with a wicked smile. "After all, we earned our place through our own trials. Let them have theirs."
Both women laughed and turned to go back inside, leaving the courtyard empty and quiet once more.
Inside Lisa's castle, three people slept peacefully, blissfully unaware of the audience they had for their afternoon and evening of passion.
And in three separate rooms, three young women lay awake, staring at their ceilings, unable to stop thinking about what they'd heard—and more disturbingly, unable to stop wondering what it might feel like to be in their mothers' positions.
The family dynamics were definitely getting more complicated.
But then again, they always had been.
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