123 The Unraveling

Lillian stood, trembling slightly, in the opulent garden of the banquet hall, her eyes darting around as if seeking an ally or an escape. The air was thick with tension, the kind that precedes a storm.

“You think you can just waltz back here, after everything?” Lillian’s voice cracked as she spoke, her attempt at defiance undercut by the quiver of fear in her tone.

Emma, unfazed, turned to face her accuser, her calm demeanor a stark contrast to Lillian’s agitation. “What exactly did I do, Lillian? Remind me, because from where I stand, I’ve only ever defended myself against your relentless spite.”

A murmur of whispers spread through the gathering crowd, their eyes flicking between the two women like spectators at a tennis match.

Lillian, her face flushed with anger, retorted, “You think you’re so innocent, hiding behind your brother and his power. But I know the truth. You’re nothing without him!”

expression hardened. “If believing that makes you sleep better at night, then by all means, cling to your delusions. But let me

of rage and desperation, raised her hand to strike. But her movement was swift, halted mid–air as Emma caught her wrist with an iron grip.

crowd gasped, the anticipation palpable in the air.

now,” Emma’s voice was

Alex’s voice, laced with confusion and concern, drew the attention

tear–streaked face towards Alex, playing the victim to perfection. “Emma, she… she attacked me, Alex. After everything, she still wants to hurt

two women, his mind a tumult of emotions. Turning to Emma, he asked,

wrist, stepping back with a sigh. “Alex, you’ve known me long enough. Do you

air, a challenge and a plea wrapped in one. Alex, his heart in turmoil, found himself at a crossroads, the weight of his past and present

for better or for

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