Chapter 6

Chapter 6

The man stepped into the room, tall and straight like a pine tree, steady as bamboo in the wind.

Dressed in a deep navy robe, his every movement exuded poise, his face striking and elegant-this was Benedict, the eldest son of the Duke. Eliza's eldest brother.

"Eliza, his voice was cold, cuning straight through the silence. "Do you even know what you've done wrong!"

Benedict's eyes locked onto hers with an icy sharpness that made it hard to breathe, like the air itself had turned heavy.

ly overwhelming.

She used to think it was just because he was tall, his presence naturally

But then she saw him crouch down to Sophie's level, listening gently to her complaints, really seeing her. That was when Eliza understood-in his eyes, she had always been lesser.

I'm sorry, Brother, I don't follow. I really don't know what I did wrong. Could you explain it to me?" Her tone was light, emotionless.

she'd already noticed the gown clenched in his hand. She knew exactly why he was

still.. just one word from him and I'm expected to confess? She narrowed her eyes, her gaze

did you become so willful? So out

don't know what I did" she said evenly. "And that alone's enough to set you off? Calling me willful and absurd-honestly,

seriously still pretending you don't know?" he snapped, his

feet. "Dylan said you cut

used sering you

Fto be your

favorite gown.

of regret. "It's just an old gown no

disbelief. "This gown was custom-made for you-me and your other three brothers had

eyes steady, voice firm. "No one wants it." She kept repeating the

the family. She had to endure. Just hang on. Until

the matter!" Her smile widened, bright and almost defiant. "You angry bow? Thinking of punishing me? Gonna force an apology

like she'd split in two-one part of her whispering to hold back, the other

end, she stopped fighting it and let it all spill out. If

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