crashed open against the wall, the loud

own silent world. Her little hands clutched a sketchbook, an

seven, with his mother Celestia's platinum hair and a swagger that spoke of unchecked entitlement

with an arrogance he had clearly learned from the adults aroun

assy blue eyes remained fixed on he

twisted maliciously. "No wonder Dad

t out and violently snatched

nds reaching out into the empty air, her mouth opening and closing wit

fierce, protective fire ignited in her chest. Driven by pure mate

a child be so vicious?" Alisha sc

He lifted his chin defiantly. "Did I sa

d by a child. Fearing Zoe would be further traumatized by his toxic words, s

hbook and erupted into a theatrical, ear-piercing wai

n of the media hovering near the main hall. A few reporters rushed o

to the room and slamming the door shut with a reso

as B

barked, "Alisha, what the hell are you doing?! Layi

se! He was viciously cursing at Z

eezing blade. "Leo just returned from abroad. He met Zoe for the

" Alisha tri

cket of freezing water poured over her head. Her eye

will never

zero abyss. She turned her back on him and knel

of the Carlisle family

ust. "Alisha, must you cause a scene on the day of all days? Can'

re unbelievable, Alisha. Leo is Celestia's son. Who gave you the right to blindly accuse him? I think y

he entire Carlisle family, a sharp,

erson believed

thank the guests soon. Do not embarrass me any fur

and's eyes. A slow, bitterly sarca

d with ice. "Has anyone in this room ever treated me as family? Oth

ee years of unrequited love. "Another woman's child just brutally bullied your own daughter, yet you b

g desolation. This place, this family...

As her hand grasped the doorknob, she paused and

u will pay

ashing lights of the cameras. Her spine was straight, her head held high

that naive