The girl clearly hadn't expected to be overheard, much less that Arabella Donovan would take the initiative to ask her about what she'd said.
She froze for a good while before finally answering, her scalp tingling under the intense stares of everyone in the room, "Shar... Sharon Thorne."
"Thorne," Arabella repeated, her voice low and thoughtful. "As in...?"
The girl didn't dare to say another word. She turned to her friend beside her for help, her eyes pleading. 'Don't you have some kind of history with Master Donovan?'
Sharon Thorne was also a bit baffled by the sudden turn of events. She pursed her lips but stepped forward to rescue her friend nonetheless.
"The 'Thorne' represents hardship, Miss Donovan. The 'Sharon' is for the Rose of Sharon, a flower that blooms beautifully in spite of it."
Her suspicions confirmed, Arabella Donovan couldn't help but gasp.
