Counterback of the Despised Luna by Diana West

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Counterback of the Despised Luna

Chapter 112 Annie Apologizes to Rosaline

“Rosaline, repeat what you just said.”

Startled, I turned around to find Caden standing silently behind me.

Had he overheard everything I just said to Jasper?

I raised my chin slightly and offered a faint smile. “I’m sorry, but I don’t like repeating myself.”

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Caden’s expression turned icy, and the air around him seemed to chill, his imposing presence making the space feel oppressively tense.

I didn’t back down, meeting his gaze with equal intensity.

At that moment, Wendy approached, her high heels clicking against the floor as she swayed toward us. She batted her lashes and asked coyly, “Caden, may I have the honor of a dance?”

After a brief silence, Caden gave a curt nod. “Sure.”

Wendy’s face lit up with disbelief, quickly replaced by excitement. “Caden, are you serious? You’ll really dance with me?”

Caden glanced at me, but I turned my face away, refusing to meet his gaze.

about me,” Wendy’s voice trailed off

I turn back toward the dance floor. There, under the soft lighting, Caden and

made my chest tighten inexplicably.

began whispering, their eyes flicking

gazes, I stood abruptly and made my way

where are you going?” Jasper called

uncharacteristically irritable, I turned to him sharply. “I’m not

I walked out of the banquet hall by

air was cool and quiet.

the railing and gazing at the starry sky.

I care if

chest felt heavy with

me, and I decided to head back inside. Just as I turned, a woman’s voice

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my eyes, immediately on guard.

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approached, carrying a tray with two glasses of red wine. She picked up one of the glasses and extended it to me. “Ms. Sinclair, I came here tonight specifically to apologize to you.”

I asked,

I know I was wrong before. Bruce has already reprimanded me, and I’ve realized how awful my behavior was. I shouldn’t have done those things to you. To show my sincerity, I’d like

glanced at the glass she held out, my tone cold. “Fine. I accept your apology, but I’m not

recover. “Ms. Sinclair, I’m genuinely here to make amends. This glass of wine is my peace offering. If you don’t drink it, it’ll feel like you’re

mocking smile tugged at my lips. “And why should I care about sparing

Sinclair, please. Bruce asked me to apologize to you tonight. He means so much to me,