The Stolen Savior: He Loved The Wrong Sister Chapter 13
The moment Nora walked into the auditorium, she drew every gaze in the room.
“Who’s that? She’s gorgeous!”
“Seriously gorgeous. Great body too—tall and slim with long legs. Exactly my type.”
“Must be a family member here for the ceremony? She’s stunning. Total goddess level.”
“Whose family is she? Introduce us!”
The students buzzed with speculation. Whether because Nora had changed so drastically or because they were too far away, no one recognized that the goddess before them was the same Nora who’d once weighed over two hundred pounds.
Before, people would sneer at Nora behind her back. They always referred to her with insults like “fat pig” and “fat ass.”
But now, faced with a Nora who’d lost over ninety pounds, all they felt was admiration.
They started calling her a goddess and praising her beauty. Some of the male students even blushed and tried to approach her for her number.
Nora frowned. She didn’t join her classmates. Instead, she sat at the very back of the auditorium, away from everyone.
But even in the last row, countless burning gazes remained fixed on her.
One of those gazes belonged to Lucian.
From the instant Nora walked into the hall, his eyes had locked onto her.
Not because she was beautiful, but because the moment he saw her, his mind flashed to that small, thin figure who’d carried Snowball from the fire ten years ago.
The same long black hair. The same luminous skin. The same dark, bright eyes. The same slender limbs.
Lucian’s breathing quickened. A realization was dawning on him.
“N… Nora?” Lucian called out uncertainly. “You’re Nora, aren’t you?”Â