Delphinia stepped out of the powder room with Elaine at her side, her expression composed and steady. The brief encounter inside had done nothing to shake her—if anything, it only reinforced the confidence she had worked so hard to build.
Elaine, walking beside her, glanced at her daughter-in-law with evident pride, her eyes warm with approval. "You were magnificent in there," she said, her voice carrying a note of admiration. "Truly. The way you handled that? I couldn't be prouder."
Delphinia smiled softly, though she wasn't sure if she deserved such high praise. "It was nothing, really," she said modestly, tucking a loose strand of hair behind her ear.
Elaine scoffed lightly, shaking her head. "Oh, please. Women like us know that standing up for ourselves is never 'nothing.' And if Evander saw that, I'm sure he'd be just as proud of you as I am."
