The morning light filtered through the heavy silk curtains of Katherine's suite at the Thorne estate, casting a soft golden haze over the rumpled bed.
Katherine sat at the vanity, brushing her long hair with sharp, deliberate strokes. Her reflection stared back at her flawless makeup already applied, but her eyes were cold and hard. She hadn't slept much. Every time she closed her eyes, she heard it again.
*"Fiona…"*
The name Martin had moaned against her lips while they were in bed.
She slammed the brush down on the vanity, the sound echoing in the quiet room. Her hands trembled slightly with barely contained rage.
A soft knock came at the door. One of the maids entered with a tray of coffee and fresh fruit.
"Miss Thorne, your father asked if you'd like to join him for breakfast to discuss the final guest list."
Katherine forced a smile.
"Tell him I'll be down shortly."
