Chapter 73

"I'm so sorry, Calliope, it's all my fault!" Angelina's voice trembled as she clutched Lucien's arm, teary-eyed. "Please don't be mad. Let's just leave now, okay?" She placed the gift box down gently, then took the two-tiered cake from Lucien and set it on the desk. "We're heading out... You-just remember to eat the cake. Happy birthday." With that, she grabbed Lucien, who stood there like a statue, and hurried out of the office. Calliope suddenly raised her hand and slammed the cake and the gift onto the floor. Clank! Whipped cream, fruit, and a velvet-covered box splattered everywhere, making a total mess. She slumped down right where she stood, as if her strength had been drained all at once. Her tears poured down uncontrollably, like they had a mind of their own. That one scene-like a slap to the face-shattered every bit of armor she'd built around herself since her rebirth. She didn't care anymore who Lucien chose to be with. But the injustice burned. The anger nearly choked her.