In her heart, she ultimately couldn't say it out loud.
From far away, she heard the sound of porcelain plates shattering on the ground.
Septima worriedly wanted to return.
Claire Prescott frowned and stopped her, "It's just a broken plate, let them clean it up themselves."
"I'll go see if anyone is hurt."
So.
Claire followed her into the courtyard.
From a distance, they heard the cousin asking her brother, "Is she really our relative? Clearly, she's the one living under someone else's roof, yet she makes it seem like we're the ones who have fallen on hard times and sought refuge with her, even stirring trouble between us and Grandpa and Grandma..."
Before she finished speaking, Vincent Sinclair reminded her, and her voice stopped, following his gaze.
Those words she heard clearly; they should be grateful Septima's hearing isn't great and avoided a scolding.
But.
Just from that sharp glance, she seemed to see the true faces of her uncle's family.
