Chapter 14

The lights flicked on to reveal a room awash in a sea of pink: wallpaper, wardrobe, queen–sized bed, curtains, and even the writing desk. It was as if everything, barring the floor, had surrendered to the hue. Mirabella blinked. Her eyes felt assaulted by the color.

Delilah stood proudly amidst her creation, the princess room she had meticulously arranged. “This design masterminded by a renowned interior designer. What do you think? Isn’t it girly, dreamy, and cozy?”

Mirabella’s lips twitched subtly. She scanned the room once more, finding little to compliment in the style that seemed devoid of aesthetic appeal. A well–known designer surely wouldn’t tarnish their reputation, she mused. Therefore, it was highly likely that her mother had been duped. After all many shady decorators were notorious for exploiting the designer label to fleece unsuspecting clients.

Pondering for a few seconds and determined not to crush her mother’s spirit, Mirabella finally responded with a measured. “If you’re happy with it, that’s what matters.”

the warm

to her daughter’s words. But with Mirabella’s drowsiness. she decided not to probe further and simply advised

her temples, surrounded by an unrelenting sea of pink.

suitcase, retrieved her pajamas, and headed straight for the bathroom. She was, indeed, exhausted. After competing in the city, she rushed back to the county early in the morning and then traveled non–stop to Ashford. Even the most resilient would feel the toll of such a

way her foster parents had treated her that evening. Frustrated, she grabbed

channels, she became a fixture in the public eye. Thus, her latest airport photos with a few fans naturally

Her fans had polished them up. Within just a couple of hours, the comments had surged to nearly ten thousand–a testament to her skyrocketing popularity despite not having

her face was obscured, and the fans had blurred the backdrop, Mirabella’s tall, slender figure and her distinctive aura

Although some fans were curious about the masked person, their inquiries went largely unnoticed, swallowed up by

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