Chapter 4

Olivia went pale, feeling as though the world had turned against her.

They were forcing her to perform in public like some entertainer, treating her as nothing more than a plaything for their amusement.

She cast a pleading glance at Collin, but he lowered his gaze and drank quietly, as if he hadn't heard anything.

With everyone staring, she bit her lips in shame and shuffled over to the harp, feeling pushed along.

Her fingers trembled violently as she plucked the strings, producing jagged, discordant notes.

Suddenly, the string tore apart. She pulled her hand back quickly, her finger sliced…