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.

clenched in his hand. She knew

to confess? She narrowed her

you become so willful? So out of

alone's enough to set you off? Calling me

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

the gown to the floor at her feet. "Dylan

at first. This used sering you now-your antude-it's

Fto be your

favorite gown.

it" Her answer came fast, without a hint of regret. "It's just an old gown no one wants anymore. If that's my great crime, then go ahead-think what you

gown was custom-made for you-me and your other three brothers had it made together. You said you loved ji, cherished

to face him, eyes steady, voice firm. "No one wants it." She kept repeating the words to

or the rest of the family. She had to

smile widened, bright and almost defiant. "You angry bow? Thinking of punishing me? Gonna

two-one part of her whispering to hold back, the other screaming to finally

stopped fighting it and let it all spill out. If punishment was waiting

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