The Heiress Returns: Reclaiming My Legacy
Just a few meters behind where Damon had been standing, partially obscured by the panicking crowd but becoming clearer as people fled, there was someone standing absolutely still in the chaos.
A dark peacock costume, elaborate and striking, the kind that would have been beautiful if it wasn't so horrifying in this context. The feathers were trembling slightly in the breeze, catching the light in shimmering blues and greens. The figure was reaching up, pulling at the ornate mask that covered their face.
The mask came away, and even though part of me already knew, seeing her face still felt like being punched in the gut, Lily.
Her expression was wild, unhinged, her eyes glittering with somethi