Chapter Thirty Three.
Dinah's POV
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I didn’t move as the spotlight blazed down on me like a divine punishment, and every perfectly contoured face in the room turned to stare at me.
My fingers clenched around the champagne glass like it was the only thing keeping me upright, my breath hitching slightly.
This couldn't be happening...
But Lilah’s voice rang out again, perfectly fake.“My sister, Dinah Redwood, everyone!"
The crowd clapped, some even cheering at me.
It wasn't wildly. Not politely.
Just that awkward, unsure applause people give when they don’t know if they should cheer or run.
I blinked a few times before drawing in a deep breath and then I straightened my spine, flipped my hair back, and walked forward.
I kept a smile plastered on my face, keeping my posture c
