It was almost as if her lungs forgot how to function…
What had he just said?
Her hand rose up to touch her face, her carefully powdered face.
She tried to speak but no words would come out. Her heart began racing, pounding within her so loudly that she feared he could hear it.
All she wanted to do was run away.
Searching his eyes, she saw nothing.
Nothing but the contempt she had always feared.
He despised her?
She took a step back, her hand falling away from his arm.
Just then, her father, with her mother in his arms, appeared at the end of the hallway.
Their eyes met across the distance.
No.
She could not allow herself to break down.
Biting her lower lip, she smoothed her sweaty palms against her bodice and pulled in a heavy breath, plastering a smile on her face afterwards.
"Thank you for your honest words." She said softly, her voice a higher pitch than normal.
He said nothing.
