I splashed cold water on my face, gripping the sink as though it was the only thing keeping me grounded. My reflection stared back at me, flushed cheeks, trembling lips, and eyes too wide with the storm of emotions swirling inside me. Clarance’s words echoed mercilessly in my head, each syllable like a thorn digging deeper.You don’t belong in his world.I hated that it stung. I hated that for a moment, Just a single, awful moment, I believed her.The bathroom smelled faintly of roses and expensive perfume, and all I could think about was how out of place I felt in my own skin. I had prepared for tonight, told myself I could handle this glittering world of Adriano’s. But Clarance’s smirk, her mocking tone, her possessive mention of Iris, had shaken me more than I wanted to admit.My hands curled into fists on the sink. Anger came, sharp and hot, replacing the hollow ache in my chest. How dare she? How dare she use Iris like a weapon, as if she had the right? And how dare she look at m
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