I clenched my teeth.
"I didn't realize you were so familiar with every single piece of clothing I own," I calmly replied. "Every girl should have a dress for formal events, should they not?"
"Yes, but you're an omega," Violet casually reminded. Gone were the tears from her eyes. Her tone was light and even a little jovial, as though she was talking about the fine weather rather than insulting me to my face. "What use does a servant have for such a nice dress?"
"You have a point…" Cassian said, his frown deepening.
He examined the outfit I was wearing, his expression turning darker and darker the longer he looked at me. I started to feel uneasy under his intense scrutiny, and I took one small step backwards. However, there wasn't much room for me to move when Violet's hands were still latched onto my wrists.
