Dahlia looked straight at Arden. "Are you sure about that?"
Her eyes locked onto him. "Are you really sure you want to hear me ramble?"
Arden stiffened slightly.
He swallowed, then nodded. "…Yeah, senior sister. Just let it out."
Dahlia held his gaze for another second.
Then she took a deep breath, held it, and slowly let it out.
Her hand tightened around the bar. When she spoke, her voice snapped. "Who the hell does she think she is?"
Her irritation came out instantly. "She's just someone Master happens to like, and suddenly she's an elder?"
She let out a sharp, bitter laugh. "And now she talks to me like that? The hell gives her the right?"
Her grip tightened. She lifted the bar with ease, muscles tensing.
CLANG!
"How dare she say whatever happens between her and Master has nothing to do with me?"
She slammed the weight back down and pointed at herself. "I was here from the beginning."
Her eyes burned as she looked at Arden. "From the very start of Master's journey."
