HANNI POV

I stared at the ceiling throughout the night.

Every time I closed my eyes, I saw her face. Wanni’s smirk. Lucas’s cold gaze. The way they stood together like a perfect, poisonous couple.

When the first ray of sun seeped through the curtains, I had not slept a minute.

The door opened and the maids all filed in, carrying my tournament day gown. They chattered happily about the matches, the crowds, the excitement in the air. I nodded when they expected me to and smiled when they looked at me. But I heard nothing.

Then Simone glided in, already dressed and glowing with energy.

“Today is the day!...