Chapter 69

• Giselle's POV
• The morning light filtered through the tall windows, casting a warm glow over the dining table. I sat alone, as I often did, quietly eating breakfast. Denderick had been ignoring me for days. His thoughts were elsewhere, and I didn't need to be told where his attention was focused.
• Aria. It was always Aria. The very thought made my blood boil, but I reminded myself that soon enough, she would be nothing more than a bad memory.