Chapter 214
Daphne
I watch from my balcony, as the scene unfolds.
Amused.
From up here, the glittering floor of the ballroom is like a stage, and the little actors are playing their parts perfectly.
I watch as Felix ditches whichever fawning girl had his arm last and stomps—actually stomps—toward Poppy and my dear Isaac.
A proud moment, really.
May or may not have threatened Isaac into agreeing to be Poppy's date tonight. May or may not have called it "a favor to an old friend" while implying I'd break his legs if he refused. Details.
System, I call mentally.
The purple orb flickers into view at my side. Since Nima hasn't shown the faintest reaction, I know only I can see it.
What's the current state of emotions?
[The male lead Felix is feeling jealousy, betrayal, anger.]
