In \u201cWings of Broken Time\u201d by Alina Das, the tension between Vivica and Sapphira escalates dramatically as Sapphira confronts Vivica about her cold treatment of Larissa, her biological daughter. Sapphira\u2019s desperation is palpable as she pleads for Vivica to reconsider her stance, but Vivica\u2019s cruel dismissal reveals her true feelings. She asserts that Larissa is no longer her daughter and expresses disdain for the potential embarrassment Larissa might bring to the Judson family. This confrontation highlights the emotional turmoil and conflict within the family dynamics, setting the stage for the impending drama.<\/p>\n
Sapphira, feeling utterly drained by Vivica\u2019s harsh words, resolves to find Larissa and prevent a scandal at her welcome party. She believes that if Larissa can change out of her dress, they might evade the embarrassment of wearing identical gowns. With a sense of urgency, she reaches out to Larissa, her heart racing as she navigates the social gathering, desperate to protect her daughter from humiliation. Neville\u2019s supportive presence offers her a glimmer of hope, emphasizing the bond they share in facing the challenges ahead.<\/p>\n
Meanwhile, the atmosphere in the ballroom is filled with excitement as the guests fawn over Honora, who basks in their admiration. Honora\u2019s confidence shines as she revels in the attention, but the underlying tension grows as whispers about Larissa\u2019s arrival circulate. The socialites\u2019 conversations reveal a mix of envy and disdain, as they speculate about Larissa\u2019s appearance and background. This creates a stark contrast between Honora\u2019s established status and Larissa\u2019s uncertain position, heightening the stakes for the upcoming reveal of the new heiress.<\/p>\n
As the guests await Larissa\u2019s arrival, the anticipation builds, and the atmosphere thickens with whispers of judgment and speculation. Honora, aware of the potential for embarrassment, maintains her composure, enjoying the unfolding drama. The stage is set for a confrontation between authenticity and imitation, as the social dynamics of wealth and status come into play. This moment foreshadows the emotional and social turmoil that Larissa will face as she steps into a world that may not readily accept her, leaving readers eager to see how the events will unfold.<\/p>\n
**Wings of Broken Time by Alina Das**<\/p>\n
Vivica took a dramatic step back, her eyes wide with feigned terror. \u201cYou\u2019re truly frightening me, Sapphira. What on earth are you rambling about?\u201d<\/p>\n
Sapphira\u2019s voice was a low hiss, laced with indignation. \u201cYou\u2019re so heartless that you would allow Larissa to be humiliated in front of every prominent family in the city?\u201d Her words dripped with desperation. \u201cNo matter what, she is still your biological daughter!\u201d<\/p>\n
The last phrase escaped her lips like a choked sob, reverberating in the tense air between them.<\/p>\n
In response, Vivica dropped her act, her expression morphing into a cruel sneer. \u201cBiological daughter? She ceased to be my daughter the moment she signed those papers. She\u2019s yours and Neville\u2019s daughter now. You two had better keep her in check, or else she\u2019ll make a fool of the entire Judson family right upon her arrival. If that occurs, I doubt even Kiernan will put up with her for long.\u201d<\/p>\n
With a triumphant smirk, she turned on her heel and rejoined her husband, Paxton, who stood waiting, oblivious to the storm brewing in Sapphira\u2019s heart.<\/p>\n
Sapphira felt as if the very essence of her strength had been siphoned away. She instinctively clutched Neville\u2019s arm, her voice barely a whisper. \u201cI need to find Larissa. I must have her change out of that dress\u2026\u201d<\/p>\n
Perhaps there was still a glimmer of hope. If Larissa changed, they could avoid the scandal of a real versus fake gown; it could save them all from the impending embarrassment.<\/p>\n
Neville\u2019s grip tightened around her hand, his expression resolute. \u201cGo. I\u2019ll manage things here.\u201d<\/p>\n
As Sapphira exchanged polite nods and greetings with the passing guests, her heart raced with urgency. She hurried toward the east wing villa, her fingers trembling as she pulled out her phone to dial Larissa\u2019s number.<\/p>\n
Meanwhile, in the resplendent ballroom, a throng of impeccably dressed young men and women surrounded Honora, their voices bubbling with admiration.<\/p>\n
\u201cWow, Honora, you look absolutely stunning tonight! I\u2019m a woman, and even I\u2019m enchanted!\u201d one exclaimed, her eyes sparkling with envy.<\/p>\n
\u201cI\u2019ve been coveting that gown for what feels like ages, but I could never manage to get my hands on it. So you were the lucky one!\u201d another added, her tone laced with awe.<\/p>\n
\u201cHonestly, a dress like that could only look so divine on you, Honora,\u201d a third chimed in, her voice dripping with flattery.<\/p>\n
A flicker of triumph ignited in Honora\u2019s eyes as she basked in the adulation. This was her element. No matter where she went, she was always the focal point of attention. Tonight\u2019s celebration for Larissa would be no different\u2014the spotlight was destined to shine upon her. And, as fate would have it, the supposed guest of honor was about to don the very same gown.<\/p>\n
Wearing identical outfits was not merely a matter of who wore it better; tonight, it was a contest of authenticity versus imitation.<\/p>\n
Could there be anything more humiliating for the so-called true heiress of the Judson family than arriving at her own welcome party clad in a counterfeit gown?<\/p>\n
\u201cBy the way, Honora, is it true?\u201d one of the socialites leaned in, her voice conspiratorial. \u201cI heard this new daughter Neville and Sapphira brought back is plain-looking, nothing compared to you.\u201d<\/p>\n
Honora smiled sweetly, masking her delight with a veneer of politeness. \u201cLarissa grew up in the countryside, so her skin is a bit tanned from the sun, but she possesses a certain charm.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cYou\u2019re being overly kind. That means she must be truly average,\u201d the socialite replied, smirking.<\/p>\n
Leopold, standing nearby with a smug expression, didn\u2019t hold back. \u201cShe looks exactly as you would expect a country girl to appear. Naturally, she can\u2019t hold a candle to Honora.\u201d<\/p>\n
Whispers rippled through the group of heirs and heiresses. \u201cWhat did you expect from someone dragged out of the backwoods? She probably doesn\u2019t even know basic etiquette. Why throw such an extravagant party? Aren\u2019t they worried about the embarrassment?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cIt\u2019s just a desperate attempt to flaunt her new status. She\u2019s been poor for so long that the moment she strikes it rich, she wants the whole world to know she\u2019s one of us now.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cHeh, textbook new money.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cWell, at least she\u2019s a wealthy heiress now. No matter how plain she is, she won\u2019t struggle to marry into money.\u201d<\/p>\n
Honora sipped her wine, a small, knowing smile playing on her lips, relishing the unfolding drama.<\/p>\n
\u201cWhat\u2019s taking her so long to arrive?\u201d someone complained, irritation creeping into their tone.<\/p>\n
\u201cSeriously, making all of us wait as if she\u2019s some big deal,\u201d another chimed in, rolling their eyes.<\/p>\n
Honora merely smiled, her expression serene. \u201cShe is the guest of honor, after all. It\u2019s only fitting for her to make a grand entrance after all the guests have gathered.\u201d<\/p>\n
As the anticipation in the room thickened, the air buzzed with whispers and speculation, setting the stage for the unfolding drama that was about to ensue.<\/p>\n
In the tumultuous whirlwind of emotions that enveloped Sapphira, the stakes had never been higher. As she raced against time to save Larissa from the impending humiliation, the weight of her past decisions bore down on her like a heavy shroud. The realization that Vivica could so easily sever the bond of motherhood sent a jolt through her heart, igniting a fierce determination to protect her daughter from the scornful eyes of the elite. The ballroom, with its glimmering chandeliers and superficial smiles, stood in stark contrast to the turmoil within her. Sapphira\u2019s resolve solidified as she clutched Neville\u2019s arm, drawing strength from their shared commitment to navigate this treacherous social landscape together.<\/p>\n
Meanwhile, the glimmer of hope for Larissa\u2019s acceptance flickered tenuously, caught in the crossfire of jealousy and rivalry. Honora, basking in the attention, represented everything Larissa feared she would never become\u2014a shining gem amidst the shadows of doubt. Yet, as Sapphira hurried toward the east wing villa, she held onto the belief that authenticity, no matter how plain, could triumph over the superficiality that threatened to consume them all. The impending confrontation was not just about a gown; it was a battle for identity and acceptance in a world that often valued appearances over truth. In that moment, Sapphira understood that love and loyalty could forge wings of resilience, allowing them to rise above the impending storm, no matter how broken the time may seem.<\/p>\n
In the upcoming chapter of *Wings of Broken Time*, readers can expect the tension to escalate as Sapphira races against time to prevent Larissa\u2019s imminent humiliation. With the clock ticking and the ballroom filled with eager guests, the stakes have never been higher. Will Sapphira manage to reach her daughter in time to avert a fashion disaster that could tarnish the Judson family\u2019s reputation? As she navigates through the throng of guests, her heart pounding with urgency, the clock is not her only enemy\u2014Vivica\u2019s cruel words echo in her mind, fueling her determination to protect Larissa from the scorn of their social circle.<\/p>\n
Meanwhile, the atmosphere in the ballroom is electric with anticipation, and Honora revels in the spotlight, fully aware of the chaos that could unfold with Larissa\u2019s arrival. The whispers of the socialites grow louder, their judgments sharper, and the pressure mounts as they await the moment when the two young women will inevitably clash in their identical gowns. Will Larissa rise to the occasion, or will she crumble under the weight of expectations? As the crowd\u2019s excitement builds, the stage is set for a confrontation that promises to shatter illusions and reveal the true nature of both women. The next chapter will unveil not just the fate of Larissa\u2019s debut, but also the deeper conflicts simmering beneath the surface of the Judson family dynamics.<\/p>\n
Sara Lili is a daring romance writer who turns icy landscapes into scenes of fiery passion. She loves crafting hot love stories while embracing the chill of Iceland\u2019s breathtaking cold.<\/p>\n
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