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The room froze for a moment.

Sabrina's face went pale as panic set in—this wasn't how the plan was supposed to unfold. The situation had spiraled completely out of her control. A tight, suffocating dread gripped her chest as she felt the weight of Zylan's piercing gaze burning into her. His dark, knowing eyes sent a silent warning that made her stomach churn with regret. She had never meant for things to escalate like this.

Mr. Lucas' eyes widened as he felt the cold liquid seep down his back. His body went rigid, the chill of the spilled wine sending a sharp awareness through him. The laughter and chatter around them faded, replaced by a thick, unsettling silence. Disbelief and anger surged in his veins as he slowly turned to see who had caused the mess.