Alina's POV:

Warren became very chatty when Flora was mentioned.

But I was suddenly bored. So I excused myself, saying that I was tired. Then, I asked him to leave.

The make-up artist helped me fix my makeup and left too. I sat alone on the sofa in a daze.

My breathing was the only sound in the empty room.

The sun came up gradually, and the area where the light filtered into the room became progressively wider. The dust motes in the air looked like flying moths.

I reached out to catch the dust as I did in childhood, but I was still only met with air.

Unlike in the past though, no one laughed at me for being a little fool who liked to do stupid things.

glass had gone cold, and the servant forgot to bring me a

the glass and took a sip. The cold liquid slid into my stomach, dousing my

as if it had

I felt no joy at all. All my nerve endings seemed to have gone

the window, intensifying the feeling that I was a lonely person who had been

my

my father, Warren, a group of elders who loved me, and Coco, who was my most loyal maid. Back then,

even though it might look from the outside like I had everything, I knew I had lost

sadness rushed from my heart to my brain,

me that the ceremony was beginning. I

members were going to attend the event, but the square was still tightly packed with people. This sight gave me an

me seriously

and I

was nothing more tempting than power and

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