Chapter 77. Heirloom

Valerie

The tension was so thick one could slice it open with a claw. I could feel the penetrating stares of everyone around me, but the two pairs of eyes facing me in the doorway held me stuck to the spot.

A tight knot formed in my throat. I felt myself, held back in time, pushed back to a similar moment years ago. They, appearing in the midst of my preparations, saw me, a scared young girl and said those harsh words, warning me to not embarrass them.

I hadn't minced those words when I'd told Tristan that day.

Pain registered in my senses. Returning to reality I realised that it was the sensation of my fingers biting into the skin of my hand.

More seconds passed in silence as I faced them. An audience? What did they want from me now?

The place seemed to grow more antsy as time passed by. After not seeing me respond Mina seemed to think the worst and turned to them.

“Sir, Madam Valentine, I'm sorry but Luna Valerie doesn't want to