[ ARIA’S POV ]The house was quiet, but it did not feel peaceful. The air was heavy, as if something had already gone wrong and everyone was just waiting for it to settle. I stood in the middle of the room with my hands clenched, trying to understand how we had reached this point. Asking myself if there is any love left for me."You will have to marry him," my mother said. Her voice was final, leaving no room for arguments.Across the room, my sister, Lyra, sat by the window. She was casually eating an apple, the sound of each bite clear in the silence. She did not look up or react. To her, this had nothing to do with her."But the Devereaux family asked for Lyra," I said slowly. "Not me."Lyra took another bite, completely uninterested. I looked at her, hoping she would say something, but she stayed silent."How can you ask me to take her place?" I asked, my voice rising. "You know how dangerous that family is."My mother did not flinch. "Your sister is still young," she said sharp
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