Chapter 63

Cara’s POV

As I floated through the banquet hall, soaking in the compliments, a group of elegantly dressed guests gathered nearby, their hushed whispers reaching my ears. I eavesdrop on their conversation, because of I was cure on what they were saying about my dress, I leaned slightly closer, eager to catch every word.

“I heard that dress she’s wearing is from the royal family’s collection,” one of them said, her voice is filled with awe. “They were saying it costs millions!”

My heart raced at the mention of the royal family. Shock coursed through me as I processed the idea that I was wearing something so exclusive. For a brief moment, I felt panic wash over me. Was it really that valuable? Had I unintentionally made myself a target for envy and theft? Deep down I knew that this dress I was putting on was actually stolen by me... Should I use the words steal? Am I in big trouble right now? Royalty? Millions? Should I be worried? I kept thinking.