Clara glanced at Selena, her stomach twisting uncomfortably. Selena's confidence was palpable, her smile serene as she greeted the other guests. She didn't look like someone who'd been humiliated or defeated.
Evelyn's smirk faltered slightly. "Why does she look so… unbothered?"
"Maybe she doesn't know," Clara said quietly, though she wasn't sure she believed it herself.
"Doesn't matter," Evelyn said, straightening her shoulders. "Let's see how long that composure lasts."
As the evening progressed, Selena navigated the room with ease, her sharp wit and charm keeping her enemies at bay. When she finally approached Evelyn and Clara, the tension in the air was palpable.
Evelyn's strained smile tightened