Chapter 72 0072

• Evelyn's POV
• As I sat in the empty auditorium, the faint echoes of past performances reverberated through the hall. The shadows clung to the corners, whispering secrets I had vowed to uncover. It was here, beneath the flickering lights and the dust-coated stage, that I first realized the cost of truth, and my heart thrummed with anticipation. I had witnessed the manipulation, the deceit, and I was ready to expose every last bit of it.
• It was hard to believe that just weeks ago, Niyla had been caged by their lies—Ivory and Hilda’s insidious web weaving around her, ensnaring her dreams with promises tinged with malice. They’d manipulated her like a puppet, turning her life into a cruel game for their amusement. The thought sent a rush of anger coursing through my veins.