I take a deep breath.
“Let’s do this,” I say.
Nina squeezes my hand. “Yes. Let’s show them, rumors got nothing on you.”
THE ROYAL LADIES’ TEA GATHERING
I step into the grand drawing room, and the weight of a hundred judging eyes settles on me instantly.
I step into the drawing room, and immediately, every gaze pins me in place.
The room hums with the quiet chatter of women from prestigious families, silks brushing against marble floors, pearls glinting under crystal chandeliers, smiles polished but sharp.
Their eyes follow my every move, dissecting me, judging me, daring me to falter.
I lift my chin, straighten my back, and force a calm, confident smile. My heels click lightly against the polished floor, each step a declaration, I refuse to be intimidated.
I bow slightly, gree
