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.

noticed the gown clenched in his hand. She knew exactly why he was

expected to confess? She narrowed her eyes, her gaze narning

you become so willful? So out of control? You're

know what I did" she said evenly. "And that alone's enough to

you don't know?" he snapped, his temper finally

to the floor at her feet. "Dylan said you cut this

first. This used sering you now-your

Fto be your

favorite gown.

without a hint of regret. "It's just an old gown no one wants

your other three brothers had

face him, eyes steady, voice firm. "No one wants it." She kept repeating the words to herself, "Stay calm, don't lose

no winging in a head-on fight with Benedict or the rest of the family. She

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

two-one part of her whispering to hold

stopped fighting it and let it all spill out. If punishment was waiting for her, then

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