Chapter 65 - How Did It Feel For You? (R-18)

The dining room wasn't as bad as it was a little over a week ago. It wasn't palatial or anything, but it was enough to put Edith Greaves' soul at ease. There was a faux crystal chandelier hanging over the table now, with a decent faux bouquet in a decent vase beneath it. Most importantly, every seat at the table was set as though we were going to host some lavish banquet. Doing that was maddening–especially with Isobel being a stickler about "getting the angles perfect", but, when things were done, they admittedly looked quite nice.