Christy's POV
The silence after Mira's voice carried through the hall was deafening.
Her words, "you must be careful as you are pregnant," echoed again and again inside my head, louder than the music, louder than the laughter that had just filled this hall moments ago.
The chandeliers sparkled above me, but all I could feel was the weight of a thousand eyes stabbing into me from every direction.
And then, like venom spilling from an open wound, the whispers began.
"She's pregnant?"
"Did you hear what the girl said? Pregnant?"
"Whose child could it be?"
"Oh God, after that video?"
"What a shame, such disgrace on the family name."
Each word slammed into me like stones. My body stiffened, my lungs burned for air, my hands shook violently though I tried to keep them still. I could feel the heat of my shame crawling up my neck, flushing my skin red.
Mira's satisfied little smirk was the final dagger.
"Mira!" Mason's voice exploded through the chaos like a clap of thunder.
