Aurora stepped into the grand living hall, her presence demanding attention despite the air of quiet humility she carried. The golden chandeliers bathed the room in a warm glow, casting elegant shadows over the expensive furniture. Her gaze landed on Veronica and Lily, seated comfortably on the plush velvet couch, their tea cups resting delicately in their hands.
Lily's eyes flicked toward Aurora, and for a fleeting moment, they widened in shock. The girl who had always been ridiculed for her plainness now stood before her with an ethereal beauty that was impossible to ignore. But just as quickly as the surprise appeared, it vanished, replaced by a sneer curling on her lips.
Her voice, sharp and laced with venom, shattered the fragile silence.
