Ophelia’s gaze was fixed on the exquisite bracelet adorning Leonie’s wrist, a surge of intense jealousy and dissatisfaction rising within her.
Why wasn’t that bracelet hers?
Why did Leonie get everyone’s attention, especially Brenda’s affection?
Her heart burned with anger, her fists clenched as if trying to concentrate all her resentment into that grip.
"Don’t just stand there, come and eat," Brenda’s voice called from the kitchen, interrupting Ophelia’s thoughts.
She took a deep breath, struggling to suppress her emotions, but the simmering fury in her eyes couldn’t be hidden.
At the dinner table, the atmosphere was tense.
Although Leonie sat next to Alaric, doing her best to keep a low profile, Brenda kept piling food onto her plate, showering her with words of care.
Ophelia sat
