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 make

raised her hand to strike. But her movement was swift, halted mid–air as Emma caught her wrist

gasped, the anticipation palpable in

This ends now,” Emma’s voice was icy, her eyes locked

tension. “What’s going on here?” Alex’s voice, laced with confusion and concern, drew

her tear–streaked face towards Alex, playing the victim to perfection. “Emma, she…

the two women, his mind a tumult of emotions. Turning to Emma, he asked, “Is this true? Did you-”

released Lillian’s wrist, stepping back with a sigh. “Alex, you’ve known me long enough. Do you really believe I’d stoop to such

hung in the air, a challenge and a plea wrapped in one. Alex, his heart in turmoil, found himself at a crossroads, the

Alex’s next words would tip the scales, for better or for worse. But before he could speak, a sudden commotion at the entrance of

attention.

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