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.

cold, and the servant forgot to bring me a

and took a sip. The cold

heart felt as if it had been

joy at all. All my nerve endings seemed to have gone numb, and all those words about happiness were

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

my

as major a day as today, I had my father, Warren, a group of elders who loved

look from the outside like I had everything, I

stream of sadness rushed from my heart to my brain, bringing with it a hint

servant walked in at that moment and informed me that

were

take me seriously

my negative thoughts suddenly disappeared and I felt

power and status in the

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