Astrid’s POVVictory, I was learning, had a taste.Not sweet.Not satisfying in the way I once imagined.It tasted sharp......like adrenaline still lingering under the tongue, like restraint clenched so tightly your jaw ached from it.I did not allow myself to look back as I walked out of the ballroom.The applause had faded behind me. The music had resumed. Conversations had started again in polite, measured voices as if drama had not just taken place beneath crystal chandeliers and expensive smiles.But I knew what had happened in that room.Adam had tried to embarrass me publicly.And I had turned his knife back on him.My heels clicked against the marble corridor outside the ballroom, each sound unnaturally loud in the quiet. My pulse had not yet settled. My hands looked steady, but I could still feel the rush of it beneath my skin.....the rage, the restraint, the triumph.I exhaled slowly.“Careful.”The voice came from behind me, smooth and low.“If you keep doing that, people m
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