Sloane's POV
Siena seized my arm and declared to the whole room, her voice hard as steel, “It’s her! She tampered with that chandelier—she was trying to kill Evelynn!"
I stared at her in disbelief. Where the hell was this confidence coming from?
She'd just been completely humiliated, so why was she still throwing herself into battle for Evelynn?
Then, something hit me like a lightning bolt—a sudden realization that made all the pieces of today's events snap into place with crystal clarity.
Now I understood. From the moment Siena and Victoria showed up in my room, they'd been planning to frame me.
Making me fall down the stairs, making me damage the decorations—none of that really mattered. Those were just small-time tricks compared to what they really wanted—to pin a murder on me.
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