C7 The Reception of Masks
"She used to be the jewel of society," a woman said as Elena walked by.
Her friend smiled. "Now she's no more than a chained Marlowe. The heiress who fell married her enemy.
Elena's stomach twisted. She raised her chin and spoke in a harsh voice. "Do you hear them?"
Damian didn't look at her. His smile stayed in place, perfect for the crowd. "Of course." And I enjoy every word.
"You are cruel
