The task that had seemed so insurmountable earlier today had now been completed without so much as a single hitch. Pia was right. The prideful could barely see beyond their own hubris.
As I secured the device to the hem of Luna Lynn's gown, I did not let my emotions leak. I maintained the act and hesitantly kissed her feet. What met me next was a brutal shove to the side— courtesy of Sloane.
"Oh, the poor thing." Her mother immediately laughed— a sound so hysterical that I almost failed to keep up the naive girl act. I let the humiliation of being treated this way wash over me. It would be the last time I was treated this way.
"Look at her. Crawling on the floor like the dog she is. Hah, I never thought there was a level lower than rock bottom. But you, oh you just embody it perfectly." Sloane mocked.
Celine snickered too. I could see the satisfaction of revenge behind those eyes of hers. Or so she thought.
