As we walked in, the dazzling lights shone on us.
The evenings host began his speech. Today marks a special occasion as we celebrate the engagement of two young people, a beautiful commitment to life together. Andrew Pierce and Debra Clarkson, may your engagement be joyful and your future marriage strong, filled with trust, support, and love. May the gods grant you a joyful and fulfilling life together.
Amid these warm wishes, Andrew and I made our way to the central platform on stage.
Debras POV:
Approaching the host, Andrew took the microphone with a smile.
Thanks, everyone, for coming out today. It hasnt been easy for Debra and me to reach this point, but here we are, ready to take the plunge. Your blessings mean the world to us.
Standing beside Andrew, I played the part of the supportive fiancee, nodding along and flashing the appropriate smiles.
The guests werent shy about their whispers and glances. Their expressions ranged from curiosity to doubt, creating an undercurrent of tension.
She is only a lowly mixed-blood witch. Why would Andrew take an interest in her?
Its obvious, isnt it? She must have used dirty tactics.
I bet she seduced him, With such a prestigious status as the deputy clan leader, why else would he settle for someone like her?
Whispers and rumors swirled around us, like a cloud of gnats buzzing in the air. Andrew, engrossed in his speech, remained oblivious to the murmurs. But each word found its mark in my ears, clear as a bell. I couldnt discern if they meant harm or if it was all just happenstance.
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Yet, their venom failed to pierce my resolve. Their words bounced off me like rain off a sturdy umbrella.
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From the moment I agreed to pretend to be Andrews fiancee, I braced myself for the inevitable judgment within the witch clan.
Even if I were to become the deputy clan leaders wife for real, their criticism would only amplify, like adding fuel to a fire.
In short, I knew I had to tough it out.
However, while I remained unfazed, Ivy couldnt keep her composure.
After catching wind of just a snippet of conversation, she couldnt hold back her frustration. Whats wrong with these people? Youre not their fiancee, yet they act like they have a say in it.
I offered comfort in my mind. Hey, Ivy, dont let them get under your skin. Theyre just a bunch of Loudmouths. Lets not give them the satisfaction of getting to us.
No way! Ivy retorted, her voice tinged with anger. Theyre dragging your name through the mud. We cant let them off the hook that easily. They need to be called out.
I let out a frustrated sigh, feeling powerless in the face of the situation.
Though I wanted to reassure Ivy, my attention was drawn to a familiar figure in the crowd. With his striking blond hair and sharp attire, he stood out like a beacon amidst the crowd.
I was incredibly stunned.
Could it really be Caleb?