Chapter 34
- ELOISE
- I didn’t stand. Why should I? I had no idea what would happen next. Logan Cunningham needed me to become Malcolm. He died without pursuing his own dreams. In this family, we were just puppets. The aristocracy and traditions would imprison me. If I let this happen, I would lose myself.
- “Eloise, my dear. Stand up, please,” my dad said, motioning toward me. Suddenly, all the guests turned their attention to me.