Chapter 7: First Daughter
(Alexander's POV)
Lucas stormed out angrily, the door slamming shut behind him, the sound echoing through the room as his anger continued to fill the air and an eerie silence fell over the people in the room.
Victoria hovered uncertainly by Scarlett's side, her hand resting on the chair as if it were the only thing keeping her upright. Scarlett, on the other hand, sat frozen, her fingers gripping the folds of her dress so tightly her knuckles were bone-white.
Only Celeste and Eleanor seemed impervious to the chaos swirling around them.
Eleanor still held Celeste’s hand tightly. Her golden eyes burned with quiet strength, though I could see the faint tremor in her frail hands. Celeste, for her part, sat rigid, her expression emotionless. But there was som
