Eliara's POV
The gold-embossed envelope arrived just before dawn.
I found it tucked neatly beneath the breakfast tray the housekeeper had left in the sunroom. A white orchid lay on top of it my favorite flower. The gesture might’ve seemed thoughtful to an outsider, but to me, it was a threat dressed in elegance.
I picked up the envelope slowly, my fingers trembled.
From; The Belmonts
Occasion; Gala in honor of Alexander Belmont and Miss Serena
Dress Code: Formal. Emotions optional.
I nearly dropped the invitation.
The ink bled in my mind like a wound Serena, my adopted parents missing but found daughter, who had the full approval of Alexander’s parents, society, and even the tabloid press.
“s**t,” I muttered, tossing the card onto the table.
It had been Jasail’s idea to go off-g
