Gods this is embarrassing. Daphne fumed, scanning the room full of people as she clutched her cheek that had her mother's handprint.
Turning back to the woman that gave birth to her, she collected a wad of saliva in her mouth then spat it out, watching in satisfaction as it hit the older blonde dead center.
"I'll be in my room for the rest of the night." She walked toward the entry hall with as much dignity as she could muster with all eyes on her. Just before leaving the ballroom, she locked eyes with @gramenviride, silently letting her know she would be okay.
Storming up the stairs, Daphne kicked off her heels once she reached the top then gathered her dress and ran the rest of the way to her room where she slammed the door behind her.
Flopping face down on her bed, she screamed into her pillow.

















