INICIAR SESIÓNGwen’s povI had forgotten what the school pickup line felt like.The organized chaos of it, cars pulling in and out and children appearing through the main doors in small bursts of noise and color with the parents craning to find their specific child in the movement.I had not done this in weeks. On some days Greta handled it and on other days Xavier did the work and I had told myself it was fine because someone was always there and Josie was always collected and that was what mattered.Standing here now I felt the absence of all those afternoons like something I hadn't known I was missing until I was back in the middle of it.I spotted her before I spotted him.Josie was near the low wall to the left of the entrance with her bag on the ground beside her feet, her head tipped back laughing at something and her whole body animated with it the way she was when something had genuinely delighted her.I felt the warmth of it from across the car park and I was already moving toward her whe
Gwen’s povMy phone had not stopped buzzing since morning.I had woken up to notifications stacked across the screen like something had broken open overnight and when I finally sat up and went through them I understood what had happened. The Era Party was everywhere, photographs and write-ups and people tagging the venue and the florals and the lighting and somewhere in the middle of all of it my name, attached to words like visionary and masterclass and the one that made me sit completely still on the edge of the bed “The future Luna of Hallow Pack reminds everyone exactly what she is made of” I read that one three times.My phone rang and I knew the name before she finished introducing herself, everyone in event planning knew that name because it sat at the top of the industry, she was a legend and she wanted to meet me.Rosel Timothy.I met her at a restaurant that cost more per table than most people's weekly grocery budget and she looked at me across it with the direct assessin
Gwen’s povThe rooftop was cold and dark in the way these places always were and it had the city below being bright and loud and entirely unaware of what was happening above it. The moon was out but dim giving just enough light to see by and not enough to be seen clearly and the wind up here had an edge to it that cut through the emerald dress like it had no business being worn at this altitude.I pulled my clutch against my chest and waited.The man was already there. He was standing near the far edge with his back to the door and his face turned away.When I approached he turned and I still couldn't make out his features clearly in the darkness which I understood was deliberate. He had been careful the entire time because he knew if the wrong person found out what he was doing then death would be inevitable.I sniffed the air and noticed the man had no scent which proved he was truly a professional.He held out the drive without a word.I took it. It was small and cold in my palm.
Gwen’s povThe bathroom was all marble and low lighting with the kind of quiet that made the noise of the ball feel like it belonged to a different world entirely. I stood at the sink and ran cold water over my wrists the way I did when I needed to bring myself back to my own body then I looked at my reflection and breathed.I assured myself I was fine and that what I had just left on that dance floor was not something I needed to think about right now.Eleven minutes to eleven.I straightened and reached for a towel and that was when I saw her in the mirror.Vanessa.She was standing near the far end of the vanity with her arms crossed and she was still like someone who had been there for a while and had been waiting to be noticed. She looked good, Cole had always made sure the women he kept around him looked good, that was always part of his green flag in women. She was looking at me with an expression that had decided something before I even turned around.I looked at her reflec
Gwen:Josie had gone down easily tonight which meant she was genuinely tired and not performing sleep the way she sometimes did when she wanted company. I had sat with her until her breathing deepened and her grip on my hand loosened and then I had kissed her forehead, slipped out and pulled the door behind me with the care of someone who had learned exactly how much pressure the handle needed to make no sound at all.I freshened up and then I sat with my laptop and my event notes spread across the coffee table and I told myself I was working which was true and also not the whole truth because part of me was listening for the front door and I had stopped pretending otherwise somewhere around midnight.I wanted to talk to him, that was all I had in my mind.The video, the press conference, his name trending for the second time because of something connected to me. I wanted to sit across from him and understand what had happened and whether he was alright and why he had seen my calls
Gwen’s povI had spent three hours getting ready and I still stood in front of the mirror for five minutes after I was done just to be sure.The dress was deep emerald, floor length with a structured bodice and a back that dipped low enough to make a statement without announcing it. My hair was up, a few pieces left loose around my face the way Dare had insisted on when she came over to help and my neck was bare because the dress didn't need anything competing with it.I had put everything into tonight. Every hour of the last five days, every contact I had called in and every decision I had second guessed and remade and every moment I had stood in that venue and looked at what my team was building and thought this has to be right which all of it had led to this and I could not afford to walk down those stairs carrying doubt.I could hear them below me before I reached the top step.Josie's voice came first which was bright and running with commentary whenever she was excited about so







