Genevieve winced when she heard the lace of her sister's dress tear, and she held her sister close, bringing a hand up to smooth her hair, gently kissing her temple. "I'm so sorry," she whispered, hugging her just closer. "So, so sorry."
Gen watched as Bernard turned to drag the other man back toward the house, set to confront his parents about the matter. Her attention moved back to Penny, turning to lead her back toward the house.
"It's over, and we'll- we'll- all of this will be- we'll be alright," Gen whispered. "Let's go find something- some wine, perhaps, and-"
She gasped in surprise in the next moment, eyes widening as Bernard came to a stop and drew a fist back to punch Spebbington in the face. She couldn't help but snort in laughter, the sound turning into a cough as she tried to clear her throat to hide it. "Oh, he deserves it..."