Eloise ran through the corridor silently crying.
"Miss..." Odette ran after her silently crying for her to stop.
Eloise ignored her and ran into their suit.
In the room, her mother was sitting on the couch with a gleeful smirk. But as soon as she noticed her arrival she stood up in shock. "Eloise... you're crying."
"Just stop. Stop all this! I don't want to get married. You know why mum, because none of these gentlemen who you deem to be exceptional will value me. Never! So, you have to stop this vain effort at finding me a boyfriend. it's not helping." She sobbed loudly.
She did not know why. But today hurt more than she had expected. Maybe it must have been the viscount's snippy words or marques' jest attitude he had towards her.
Or maybe it was the duke who enraged her so.
The man who she respected and looked up to suddenly pushed her into this situation without a word of warning.
She hated it.
She felt betrayed.
