Confronting Adrian
The ambiance in the cafeteria turned incredibly awkward as everyone's eyes were fixed on us. By 'us,' I obviously meant Elizabeth and me. News of the engagement between Elizabeth and me had undoubtedly spread throughout all of Sancta Vedelia by now.
Among the gazes, one stood out as particularly murderous, emanating from Cain Redgrave. He was the one who had always been close to Elizabeth and was a Pretender with an evident affection for her.
I couldn't help but feel genuine sadness for him. I hadn't wanted this, and I had even cheered him up inwardly since he seemed too pitiful to endure. But now...
"Then who confessed to whom?" Amelia asked, seemingly oblivious to the tense atmosphere.
Is that really important?
"I-I was the one..." I replied, trying to maintain an air of calm.
John's glare only grew colder with each of my words.