The Rejected True Heiress (Liora) novel Chapter 72

Liora

9:07 p.m.

I checked the time again, my fingers trembling as they hovered over the face of the watch tucked beneath my glove. It was irrational, checking it again and again wouldn't make it speed up or slow down. But still, I checked. Because I was waiting for him. For the inevitable.

They must know by know. I stumbled into the empty hall, leaning heavy into the locker, my breath near gasping. They must all know who I am… right? I gave my name, my real name.

My fingers drifted up, brushing the edge of the silver crest resting at my chest. It was warm from my skin, heavier than usual.

Father said he’d come during homecoming, and announce who I was.

But… how could I face him. I’d failed. Not at the tests. Not the politics. But the one thing I thought I could still believe in, that I fought so hard to pursue.

Love.

Was I that impossible to care for without a title stapled to my name?

Cold. Aloof. Distant. I’ve heard it all.

But still, I thought if anyone could see past it, it would be him.

Now I had to face… everything a failure. My father, patting on the shoulder saying “I told you so.” Mia and I’m sure the entire Wolfless communities burning eyes for lying, cosplaying and playing with there very identity like it was a game. They didn’t dservre that and Callum…

He’ll learn who I am and… what, regret it? Come crawling back because of my title. What would even happen now? Biaca would be outed but would that mean… were technically still engaged?!

I pressed a hand to my hand.

Simple. I just wanted this simple life for—

“Just a little longer,” I whispered, pressing the crest flat against my chest. My voice cracked around the words, and I hated that. Hated the sound of me sounding so… small.

I stumbled forward, not sure where I was going. This was supposed to be a fun night. I was supposed to be dancing out there with Mia, maybe with a partner but—

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