Chapter 242: Broken Queen - 2

"This is seriously not the time, Alaric." Violet said firmly, shoving past him, desperate to find Elsie. They would talk about their relationship issues later.

But just as she took a step, his next words shattered her.

"Is that what you learned from your mother?"

She froze.

A violent crack split through Violet’s chest, as if her very soul had been struck. Her breath hitched and the air around her suddenly became suffocating.

With her ears ringing, Violet turned back to him slowly, her eyes wide with disbelief. Alaric? Her Alaric? Of all people, she never thought he’d be the one to twist the knife in such a cruel way.

Her gaze went to the sea of students, their hungry stares locked onto the scene, devouring her pain like a meal laid at a grand feast.

Alaric has thrown her into the center of a storm she didn’t ask for, her secrets unraveling in the eyes of a ravenous crowd.

Violet swallowed the lump in her throat, forcing herself to speak. "Why are you doing this? Did Elsie put you up to this? To humiliate me publicly, is that it?"

Alaric laughed, a harsh, cold sound that dug into her bones like claws. "Elsie? I should thank her, actually, for opening my eyes. For helping me see exactly the kind of person you are."

Violet felt her heart fracture into a million tiny splinters, but she refused to let it show. Not here, not when so many vultures were already circling.

Taking a deep, shuddering breath, she clenched her fists to fight the tremor in her hands. Then she lifted her chin, staring straight into Alaric’s blue eyes.

words didn’t taste like blood on

past him and be done with this nightmare when Alaric suddenly grabbed her arm. The next thing she knew, he was lifting her wrist into the air, displaying her like

announced, his voice carrying over the stunned crowd. "Yes, Griffin and I had

flurry of gasps erupted from the students, and the next seconds, the sound of

world around

no. She didn’t

But Alaric wasn’t done.

He let out a bitter scoff, then added

be clearer. He was

that, the students’ gasps and whispers turned into

that night with Roman. But that had been a misunderstanding. Didn’t he know that? Why would

of talking it out with her. He had made sure the whole world saw her for exactly

no different

her go, the horror barely settling

you don’t trust kids from the slums. They infest everything they

Elsie.

crowd, her expression

be her plan. She had managed to get Alaric on board with it. To think she

pure loathing,

from the best. A mother who spreads her legs for money? I bet if anyone else paid her right now, she’d spread her legs just the same. Perhaps, Principal Jameson needs tougher rules on

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