Chapter 63 Echo Of Silence

Rachel POV When Bonnie and I finally descended the stairs, the silence hit me like a punch. The music, which had pulsed through the house just minutes ago, had stopped. The conversations, the laughter, the toasts — all ceased, as if time had frozen the moment Celine turned the party into a spectacle of rage. The air still carried a bitter taste, a mix of scandal and embarrassment, lingering over the room like an invisible fog.