Chapter 40: You’ll Regret
(Grace's POV)
Victoria’s smile was as sharp as ever, her emerald eyes practically gleaming with satisfaction. She stood at the center of the room, her voice rising above the low hum of casual conversations. Every word she spoke dripped with calculated smugness, and tonight she was giving a performance meant for me.
“I just don’t know how you do it, Grace,” she called out, tilting her head slightly, that faux-innocent look plastered across her cruelly beautiful face. “It must be exhausting holding yourself together while so much is changing.”
Her words cut deeper than they should have. My hand instinctively rested on my abdomen, the reminder of everything I had to protect grounding me. I looked up, fixing her with an empty expression. “You’re right, Victori
