Chapter 142
- || VALERIA's POV ||
- I could feel the alcohol-heavy air pressing down on me like a weight.
- I sat stiffly on the plush leather couch, clutching my glass of untouched wine, pretending to listen to Prince Leonard and his drunken friends banter and laugh. Every fiber of my being screamed to leave, but I forced a polite smile, keeping my true feelings buried deep inside.