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Chapter 35
My reputation was already at its lowest.
Finding someone who harbored good feelings for Sylvia Atlante was more difficult than finding a needle in a sand beach.
Conversely, if I lined up those who harbored negative feelings for Sylvia Atlante, it would be enough to make ten laps around Duke Atlante’s mansion.
'And being kicked out from high society... might actually be a relief.'
Just one day. Even though it was only one day, I could tell very well what high society was like. The conclusion I came to after getting a rough feel for the atmosphere was this:
'I should never come here again!'
My dress was pretty, and I also liked the way I looked in it. But it was uncomfortable to wear for a long time. Plus, I hated that I couldn’t eat because it would make my stomach bulge.
It was also exhausting to avoid crowds of people trying to strike up conversations, as was the effort to avoid making eye contact by engaging in silent staring contests with thin air.
