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Chapter 32
"What's going on?"
The ballroom, which should be bustling, was strangely quiet.
'I think it wasn't like this when I entered.'
Just a moment ago, there was a suitable noise over the softly flowing music. But as soon as I entered, everyone's voices were suddenly cut off.
'And if I’m not mistaken...'
Everyone's eyes seemed to be focused on me.
I questioned myself if I were being narcissistic and tried to think that people were just staring at a new person entering, but…
'My skin is tingling, so how can I not know?'
Being the sole focus of widened eyes wasn’t a pleasant experience. It was like experiencing a ghost story… a nightmare one might have had before where everyone in the dream was staring at the person when he or she shouted, 'This is a dream!' '
'Why are they doing this all of a sudden?'
I, of course, expected that people would pay some attention to me since Sylvia's infamy was well-known, and such a famous person had changed 180 degrees.
