Сhapter 178

Elvira POV

All eyes were on me now.

My eyes found them easily, because they weren’t hiding. Why would they? They thought they had won.

Felen stood near the front, her hair coiled high like a crown, her deep emerald dress brushing the floor. Elijah, stiff in his black uniform, his hand resting protectively, pathetically, on Kara’s lower back. And Eric. Eric, in a tailored blue tunic, smug as hell.

Kara’s face was the first to crumble. Her lips parted, brows knitting into a question. Her hand tensed in Elijah’s grasp.

Good.

Felen’s gaze locked on mine, sharp as ever. Her smile didn’t fade at first. But her eyes flared with a glint of disbelief. And then fury.

She broke away from the small crowd of officials and marched tow