Effie wore a pale blue dress that fell just below her knees, its hem embroidered with magnolia blossoms in shimmering silver thread. The delicate floral pattern complemented her fresh, understated beauty, lending her a gentle and graceful air.
On her wrist was a pale lavender jade bracelet, a gift from Lyman, which she wore with quiet elegance.
She’d taken special care with her hair that morning, pinning up her long locks with a vintage hairpin.
Everything about her looked refined, tasteful, and perfectly in keeping with the afternoon’s tea party theme.
The moment Effie and Lindy entered the room, all eyes turned to them.
“Mrs. Etheridge, and who is this?” A middle-aged woman in a deep navy gown approached, her gaze sweeping appraisingly over Effie before she smiled politely.
Lindy returned the smile and patted Effie’s hand affectionately. “This is my dear daughter-in-law, Effie.”
Effie offered a courteous smile and nodded. “It’s lovely to meet you.”
A flicker of surprise crossed the woman’s face, quickly replaced by a gracious smile. “What a striking couple you two make. Miss Bagnold, you have such a lovely presence—no wonder Mr. Etheridge is so smitten.”
Effie’s cheeks flushed a soft pink. “You’re too kind,” she replied modestly.
At the long table, several young society women were already seated, each impeccably dressed, wrists adorned with luxury bracelets, fingers sparkling with diamond rings.
As Effie approached, their gazes landed on her with a mix of curiosity and scrutiny.
Just then, Adeline entered, trailed by Sigrid and Suzan.
They immediately drew attention—especially Suzan, who wore a vibrant fuchsia gown that was as bold as it was form-fitting. Suzan had clearly put extra effort into her appearance that day, right down to the professionally styled hair.
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