Who Are You, Really?

Aurora ascended the stage step by step, her presence commanding an eerie silence that enveloped the entire auditorium. All eyes were on her and Sophia. Would they shake hands and make peace, or would the situation escalate into something more volatile?

Aurora reached Sophia and sidestepped the microphone, leaning in to whisper, "You were all gung-ho about airing our dirty laundry from the past. Why the sudden mute button?"

Sophia's face was a shade of white you'd associate with a ghost. Her voice, shaky and devoid of its usual confidence, responded, "Aurora, don't talk nonsense. You're not going to ruin me."

Aurora simply smiled, a knowing grin that hinted at secrets untold. "Whether it's nonsense or not, you'll find out soon enough."

Sophia, in a desperate move, clutched Aurora's wrist tightly. "Sis, I'm begging you, don't destroy me."

Aurora's smile turned radiant, almost glowing in its brilliance. "When you orchestrated my assault, when you swapped out the props to harm Ivy, did yo