A Reborn Bride Pearl Emerging from Dust by Sally Garcia

That evening, Calliope made her way straight to the Jewell household. As she arrived, she found Zelda bustling around the kitchen with the servants.

Zelda lit up when she saw Ulysses come home, but her expression cooled upon noticing Calliope. Instead of the usual scolding, Zelda simply chose to ignore her, which was a small mercy in itself.

Calliope, unfazed, just gave her a quick glance and let her eyes wander around the house. It had been a while since she'd last been there, and she took a moment to take in her surroundings.

Zelda, sensing Calliope's indifference, huffed impatiently. "Is it too much to expect a little courtesy? Not even a 'hello'?"

Despite being convinced of the need for Calliope's presence, Zelda still couldn't quite mask her irritation.

Calliope met Zelda's gaze calmly. "Well, you didn't exactly greet me either, did you?"

"I'm

your

Isn't it your duty to greet me first?" Zelda snapped, her voice tinged with

in that case, good evening, Zelda," Calliope replied, her tone

her eyes and stormed back into the kitchen. "What an attitude!" she fumed to the

servant, brushing flour from her apron, tried to pacify her. "Come now. There's no grudge too big between mother and daughter.

so great about her. She's been a thorn in my side

years. She was just a baby, she didn't know anything back then. You can't blame a child for

died, and you think I shouldn't blame her?"

how unyielding Zelda could be.

others. hovered nearby,

chimed in, gesturing toward

the mantle. "You loved it so much as a kid. I

if I recall, Lisette liked it too, so I gave it

hesitated, slightly taken

as if to