Chapter 114

EVELYN’S POV Tears burned hot against my cheeks as I paced the Luna’s quarters, the sting of Olivia’s slap still echoing across my skin like a fresh bruise. My hands trembled, not from pain—but from rage. Humiliation. The whispers, the looks of pity. No one had cared when I was struck. No one had come to my defense. Not even Dominic. On top of that, he did something he had never done before. He left me on the side of the road! I had spent years grooming myself to be perfect—poised, regal, Luna-worthy. I endured his distance, his silence, his endless devotion to a ghost. And now that ghost was back, reclaiming what I had worked so hard to steal. I have intentionally hurt myself, I murdered people, framed them and now all of them are discarding me as if I am nothing. I stormed into Luna Grace’s sitting room without knocking. She looked up from her tea, startled but quickly schooled her expression into something more polite. The doors to Luna Grace’s sitting room flew open before I could