What?
Li Xueyue felt her smile slip into a straight line, the light in her eyes darkened. She opened and closed her mouth, struggling to form a proper answer. Her eyes swept past the beautiful women standing at the foot of the staircase. They were all so gorgeous that the very spot they stood seemed ethereal.
Pain pricked her chest, spreading far and wide until she was practically numb. Her heart slowly built up rhythm as something clawed at it, squeezing the fragile thing in its grasp.
Her world nearly spiraled out of control, but she forced herself to remain calm. 'Why should I be affected by whom the Commander marries?' she asked herself.
'Because you care about him,' the little angel on her shoulder whispered.
'Bah, he doesn't care about you,' the devil on the other side of her shoulder retorted, rolling her eyes.
