Chapter 125

Chapter 125:

“My dress…” she murmured, just enough to sell the scene. “Kyla, are you alright?”

Noah’s attention snapped immediately, his concern surfacing in an instant.

His voice was filled with worry, his eyes scanning her as if she might crumble at any second.

“I’m sorry, Sadie. I didn’t mean to spill the champagne on you…” Kyla let out a soft, breathy sigh, adding with a wince, “I think I twisted my ankle.”

“It’s fine,” Sadie said coolly, turning to leave. “I’ll just go get changed.” She seized the opportunity, eager to escape the suffocating tension. But just as she pivoted, Noah’s hand shot out, his fingers wrapping around her wrist with surprising force.

“I’ll come with you.”

A flash of panic darted through Sadie’s eyes as she yanked her wrist, trying to break free from his grip.

it myself,” she replied, forcing a calm tone even as urgency clawed at

hand flying to her chest

my chest… it’s killing me…” Her voice was barely a whisper, strained and weak, like she might crumble to the

to her instantly. His fingers loosened around Sadie’s wrist as he rushed to Kyla’s side,

on? Talk

by the sudden commotion, crowded in, their whispers quickly growing

to

Mᴏʀᴇ ᴜᴘᴅᴀᴛᴇs ɪɴ ɢᴀʟɴᴏᴠᴇʟs.ᴄᴏᴍ

call for

should be

were on Kyla and her dramatic display, Sadie quietly edged toward the back of the hall. Without hesitation, she slipped through the door and into the

and ragged, her heart slamming against her ribs like it

steps, Sadie glanced over her shoulder, worried that Noah

the presence of mind to think about anyone else. Sadie

behind, she slowed down enough to catch her breath. Pulling

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