Semua Bab The Rejected True Heiress: Bab 141 - Bab 150

LioraThe party had dissolved into a haze of smoke and laughter, bodies spilling across the marble floors like ink. My heels clicked against the stone as I wove through the crowd, scanning every cluster of half-drunk nobles and lower ranks. Somewhere in here was Throan Dilwish, my so-called next hus

CallumI couldn’t feel my legs. Or maybe I felt them too much. The floor kept shifting under me, tilting like a ship, the chandelier above dripping light into my eyes. I shoved past someone laughing, glass sloshing in my hand—when had I picked that up?—and the noise of the party roared too loud, the

She tilted her head, studying me. “...Maybe you were drugged.”The words froze me. My grip on the glass went tight, water sloshing dangerously close to the rim.“No,” I said flatly, though my voice caught halfway. “That’s… no.”But my mind reeled back anyway. The red cups shoved into my hand, strang

I kept my eyes fixed on the training field, forcing my breathing steady, even as my mind betrayed me, drifting toward things I couldn’t want. Couldn’t have.It didn’t matter what he thought. Or what I felt when his voice dropped softer, or when his shoulder leaned just close enough for me to notice.

Her little friend squeaked, “Bianca, I’m sorry, but please st—”“Quiet!” My hand flew before I even thought, smacking Sophia’s cheek with a sharp crack. Gasps rippled through the hall as a crowd thickened, whispers hissing like snakes.Sophia clutched her face, tears brimming, her body curling small