The golden rays of the morning sun seeped through the curtains, casting a soft glow across the lavish room. Silver stirred, stretching her limbs before slowly sitting up. A dull ache pulsed in her body, a reminder of last night's events.
She let out a quiet sigh, running her fingers through her hair.
She didn't even know when she fell asleep.
Shaking off the lingering exhaustion, Silver stood and made her way into the bathroom. The cool water splashing against her face refreshed her, but nothing could wash away the storm brewing in her heart.
Minutes later, she emerged, fully dressed in a simple yet elegant gown. Her expression was weak—just as she wanted it to be. The perfect mask to wear for what was to come.
With quiet steps, she walked toward the corridor, her gaze drifting downward to the dining hall.
The family was already gathered.
Ryder. Lily. Vicky. Old Grandma. Grandpa. James. Evelyn.
Silver narrowed her eyes slightly before masking her emotions.
