“Why are we talking about her?” I groaned, dropping my pen.
“Because the entire internet is,” Mirabel replied, unlocking her tablet and flipping it around to show me headlines splashed across social feeds:
‘Banquet Drama- Selene Loses Piano Duel, Attacks Rival’
‘Kade Protects Mistress, Gets Thrown Out by Rowan’
‘Who is the mysterious woman that beat Miss Selene?’
I didn’t even have to read the comments to know what they said. Half the people were defending me; the other half were trying to tear me apart. I shoved the tablet back toward her. “I’m not interested.”
“Liora—”
“Mirabel.” My voice was sharp this time. “Drop it.”
She hesitated, then sighed, muttering under her breath, “Fine. But ignoring it won’t make it go away.” she said but I didn’t care. I chose silen
