#Chapter 261 – Confessions of an Academy Seamstress
“What’s going on, Daph?” I ask, frowning, genuinely concerned for her. After all, I want my friend to be happy, especially when we discuss her relationship with Rafe.
“To begin,” Daphne says, straightening her shoulders and looking right at me. “Can we pretend, for a little bit, that we’re not talking about your brother? That could get…weird.”
“No problem,” I say, nodding eagerly, understanding as I hold my mug of wine tight in my lap.
“Um,” she says, running a hand through her long auburn curls in what I think is an anxious habit. “Things just have been…progressing, lately. In a way that I’m not sure I’m comfortable with.”
“What like, emotionally?” Ben asks, totally casual, taking another sip of his wine. “Or like…physically?”
“Mostly emotionally,” Daphne answers on a sigh, “but…yeah. Also physically.”
I go a little stiff, not sure if I’m ready to hear the details of this. Daphne glances at me and then laughs, shaking her head, raising her glass to her lips and taking ano

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