Chapter 7 - The Hot Chef

Elieve Aragon

Our gazes fixated on the vast expanse of space above us. The silence between us was palpable, heavy with unspoken words and unresolved emotions. After everything he had said earlier, my mind was racing with thoughts and questions, trying to make sense of it all.

It was then that a flicker of understanding, a glimmer of clarity, washed over me like a cool breeze on a sweltering day. Chae had made his decision, and it was not in my favor. He had chosen his family over me, and while I couldn't say I was entirely surprised, it still stung.

And yet, despite all of that, I couldn't help but feel a sense of loss. Chae and I had been through so much together, and it seemed that all of that had been swept away.

But as I looked up, I realized that being a part of the Vargas family was an entirely different story. It was not just about blood and lineage, but about power and influence. The Vargas name carried weight and prestige, and those who bore it were treated with a deferenc