Chapter 72 A Confrontation Of Wills
- Blair’s P.O.V
- The room buzzed with the murmur of conversation and the clinking of glasses as the party continued around us. Eliza's slap still stung on my cheek, and I could feel the eyes of the other guests burning into the unfolding drama.
- My eyes met Landon’s from across the room, and he shifted uncomfortably, avoiding eye contact.