Mirellie
Every conversation around the table died the moment Calliope spoke. Silence spread slowly through the room as the heavy weight of their stares settled on me, and the expressions on their faces sent humiliation crawling beneath my skin before a single word was even spoken.
It hit so hard that for one desperate second, I nearly turned around and ran anyway. My chest tightened painfully beneath the oversized sweatshirt as five unfamiliar pairs of eyes dragged slowly over me.
Over my cheap clothes, my messy hair and my body. I had never wanted to disappear so badly in my life.
Calliope’s smile widened faintly as she rose gracefully from her chair. She looked breathtaking in a fitted cream dress that hugged her slim figure perfectly, her golden hair pinned elegantly away from her f
