Chapter 12
Azalea angrily returned to her room, breathing heavily, with her hands tightly balled at her sides. Although her crying had ceased, the pain in her chest persisted, throbbing in sync with her heartbeat. The betrayal by her sister, the person who should have supported her, hurt more than any physical injury. How did everything fall apart so quickly?
She walked back and forth in her room, her fast and uneven steps matching the storm of thoughts in her mind. Once, she had imagined discovering her soulmate, experiencing love, and finding something genuine. However, everything had now been taken abruptly. She was not given a choice and was treated like a mere piece in a political scheme, a marriage intended to benefit others rather than herself.
The door quietly opened with a crea
