Ava’s POV
The room seemed to shift around Evelyn Blackwood. People talked in low voices with pure admiration, she smiles brightly greeting everyone warmly.
She didn’t need to ask for attention, it was drawn to her naturally. I realized power didn’t need to announce itself.
Evelyn descended the staircase with effortless grace, dressed in black and pearls that somehow made everyone else look underdressed.
She greeted several guests on her way down. When her eyes landed on Ethan and I could see the change immediately.
“Ethan.” For the first time all evening, I saw genuine affection on her face. Ethan smiled. I rolled my eyes, clearly irritated by him. “Sorry I’m late.”
“You always are.” Her voice carried a softness, and couldn’t help but wonder if he was like that with Adrian too.
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