Chapter 65. The Date

Alison’s POV

The air in my room was oozing with tension. I stared at the reflection in the mirror, trying to decide between a sleek navy dress and a simple black one. My hands trembled slightly, not from excitement but from sheer nerves. This wasn’t just a date.. it was a forced rendezvous with a man who had the gall to blackmail me with the same war that tore me apart from my family for years. Felix. Just his name left a bitter taste in my mouth.

As I reached for the navy dress, a sudden knock on the door jolted me. Before I could even call out, the door creaked open.

“Darling!,” my mother’s soft voice filled the room. She stepped inside, closing the door behind her. Her sharp eyes immediately took in my half-dressed state and the makeup scattered across the vanity. “Are you going somewhere?”

“Yes.” My tone was clipped, but I didn’t spare her a glance. I was still furious at both her and my father. They had made decisions about my life without me, a d