Chapter Six
Vaelora's POV
Sound of glass breaking echoes through the walls of the hall but there's no glass in sight, it's just my heart shattering into endless pieces and I'm the only one who can hear it.
The room is still roaring with applause and laughter as I watch her take tentative steps towards him, her slender fingers clutching the train of her dress.
A tear slips down my cheek but I ignore it, fixating on the sight in front of me.
He puts out his hand to her and she places hers in his, helping her up the podium. With a small smile, he leans over and kisses the top of her head, his eyes holding mine in an intense gaze.
It's mocking, like he's pleased with how I look at that moment.
Another tear rolls down my cheek and I wipe it off this time, tearing my gaze away from him
