Eloise perched on the edge of her bed when she got into her room. The walls felt too quiet, but her mind was too loud. She closed her eyes and tried to shut out everything that was happening in the house.
Damian’s reputation was at risk, and the thought of it twisted her chest with worry. He was her brother, her blood, and no matter how much she tried to act strong, she couldn’t hide the truth from herself, she was scared for him.
She remembered the way she had shouted at Lira earlier. The memory pricked her heart and made her feel bad. She knew she shouldn’t have raised her voice, but she couldn’t help it.
Seeing her brother in so much trouble, seeing his name being dragged into shame, had set her temper loose. She rolled over on the bed and pressed her fingers against her hair, tuggi
