Chapter 71 Emelia’s Pov “Noo!!” Amelia screamed, her voice echoing in the hall, “You can't do this! It's supposed to be Nora!” The hall fell into stunned silence. Amelia’s voice had ripped through the music and murmurs like a dagger through silk.All heads turned. Guests froze mid-sip, mid-bite, mid-breath.I stared at her, wide-eyed, but not because of what she said. No, I was staring because of the way she looked at me, as if I were some plague upon her house. As if the mere sight of me set her blood on fire.Why?Why did she hate me so much? I had never done anything to her. I’d never once spoken out against her until I came back to the past. Yet every time our eyes met, there was venom in hers. It puzzled me but I kept my expression carefully blank. I felt my grandfather’s grip tighten around my arm. The soft creak of his cane echoed as he took a step forward, his towering presence crackling with cold fury.“Amelia.” He said, his voice a low, menacing rumble, “I warned Edward f
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