I crushed the piece of gown in my fist as I stepped into the dining room, and the silence was so heavy it felt like it was sitting on my chest. Knowing them for about half a month, this place was usually a battleground of noise.
Edward's endless rants about mana and crystal investment he thought would make him rich in one night. My mother's sharp, clinical dissection of who was wearing what at the latest gala.
But tonight? You could hear the late Viscount's clock ticking in the hallway like a countdown.
Everyone was already seated, and as the heavy oak door clicked shut behind me, three pairs of eyes snapped to my face. It felt like a spotlight I hadn't asked for, but was forced upon.
Lifting my chin up, I took in a deep breath and walked up to my seat. Alex, like a good brother and gentleman, helped me get settled with Mary. I could get used to everything but these huge ass gowns.
