Elliot's laughter faded as he turned, his eyes locking with mine, and the room became tense. "Cora, in our world, survival is an art, and sometimes we must paint with dark colors," he said, his voice a low murmur only I could hear. "But no, I did not send anyone to harm you. Why would I sabotage my plans?"His words hit me and I was breathing rapidly. I wanted to believe him, but he only left me with doubt. "Then who did?" I pressed my voice barely above a whisper.Elliot stepped closer, the scent of his cologne mingling with the floral arrangements that adorned the room. "That, my dear, is the question we should both be seeking the answer to," he replied, his gaze never leaving mine. "For now, let's focus on today, it's such a happy day. We shouldn't ruin it with something like this, he said and laughed.“Sweetheart, what are you still doing waiting here? Your father is waiting for you. My mum interrupted and I was happy she did. The event kicked off and I walked alongside my father
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