LOGINL A N A
I am frozen, my body turning to complete cement as my eyes lock onto what is in front of me.
It's Tyler... and Elizabeth. They're... sleeping together...
He has her pinned against the wall, standing between her legs, his lips pressed against hers as he thrusts into her relentlessly. She grips onto his shoulders desperately, attempting to suppress the vile sounds coming out of her mouth.
I still haven't moved. Not until my mind finally registered what is going on in front of me. I stumble backwards and finally, they take notice of me, both their heads snapping towards me as their eyes widen in shock.
"Lana," Tyler starts, his voice laced with panic as he immediately drops Elizabeth to her feet, grunting as he stumbles away from her and scrambles to get his pants back on.
"This isn't what it looks like..." He says, and hearing his voice makes my heart race even faster.
I still haven't said a word... I don't even know what to say.
Elizabeth stares at me with a flushed face. She quickly tugs at her dress, pulling it back down her legs and steps away from the wall, her eyes glancing between me and Tyler. But she doesn't say a word either...
The room is spinning, and I step back until I feel the doorframe beside me, immediately using it to steady myself. My legs suddenly feel too weak to keep me standing. The air feels toxic, and I feel myself suffocating, like the room is closing down on me from all sides. I'm drowning, each breath harder to take than the last, and finally, after what felt like so long... I am finally able to get a word out.
"How long?" The words barely escape my lips, a whisper drowned out by the roaring in my ears. Part of me is heartbroken, betrayed, and furious that he would do this to me, at our engagement party of all days... But another part of me knew that this would happen, knew that they were doing this behind my back, and now this is all the confirmation I needed.
Tyler attempts to regain his composure and make his way over to me, and I immediately feel the disgust appear on my face.
"Lana, please, let's talk about this privately..." He tries to reason with me, but at this point, I can't even stand his voice. More tears well in my eyes despite my efforts to blink them away, and I stumble backwards as soon as he tries to reach for me.
My eyes travel back to Elizabeth, and see that her nervousness has suddenly disappeared, and is somehow replaced by pure irritation, not a hint of remorse on her face. I turn back to Tyler, who is standing across from me, waiting for me to say something, and that's when my sadness immediately shifts to anger.
Before I know it, my hand swings forward and I slap him across the face, his head snapping to the side as he grunts sharply before exhaling deeply and slowly turning back to look at me, as if he was expecting me to do that.
"How long have you been fucking my best friend, Tyler?" I let out, my voice now rising. "How could you betray me like this? How could you destroy everything we've built?!" I question him, my voice echoing through the halls behind me. He doesn't answer, and instead, he tries to take another step towards me.
The walls seem to close in, the room shrinking with each passing second. I can't be here. I can't breathe, and I need to get out of here.
Without another word, I turn around and walk away, my heels violently clicking against the marble floor beneath me as Tyler's protests fade behind me. Tears cloud my vision as I struggle to focus on where I'm going.
I come back to the main hall, finding the party still in full swing. Guests laugh and dance around me, all of them oblivious to what has just happened. I need to get out, to escape the suffocating facade. How long has he been doing this for? Had he been playing me for a fool this whole time? They both were... the man I loved the most and my best friend...
"Lana?" A familiar voice snaps me out of the chaos in my mind. It's Diane. She walks over to me slowly, confusion and a deep frown written on her face, eyeing me from head to toe.
"What is going on with you?" She asks, and I can't tell if it's genuine concern or irritation.
I shake my head, unable to form words as I feel more tears well in my eyes. The betrayal replays in my mind, over and over again, the memory pressing down on me, threatening to crush me.
Before I can respond, Tyler's voice rings out from behind me.
"Lana."
I freeze, every muscle tensing once again. The room quiets down as eyes turn toward us. The music in the background slowly dies down, and the air falls dead silent...
Everyone can now see how much of a mess I am, how much I'm crying, and that's when murmurs and whispers begin circulating through the room. I glance around nervously, before I refocus my gaze on Tyler, watching as he strides forward, his expression a mask of concern.
"Tyler?" A voice speaks out, and I turn to see Tyler's mother, Margaret, beside Tyler's father, the two of them glancing between us with confusion.
"What is going on?" She speaks out, her voice echoing through the silent room.
Tyler finally stands at the centre of the room, glancing around at all who have their eyes on him.
"Everyone, I need to address something..." He begins to say, just as the murmurs quiet down, everyone eager to hear what he has to say.
Tyler takes a deep breath, his gaze locking onto mine. "I didn't want to do this here, but I feel I have no choice..."
I remain silent, bracing myself for what he is about to say, how him telling everyone he's been cheating on me will impact all of us, how our family and friends will take this, how we will have to call the entire wedding off-...
"Lana has been unfaithful to me."
My thoughts are immediately interrupted by the words that leave his lips.
My heart drops to my feet, and for a second time tonight, I feel myself lose feeling in my legs, making it difficult to keep myself standing. Gasps echo throughout the hall, and the room spins as his words sink in.
He's telling everyone... that I'm the unfaithful one?
L A N A“That’s a lovely dress… Vera Wang?” Her voice is smooth, her politeness seeming genuine. “Y-yes…” I manage to stutter, my voice hoarse, my throat still raw from crying.She glances back briefly, eyes cool and assessing. “There’s a ring on your finger.”I look down automatically, staring at the diamond that still sits there, mocking me, glinting under the gold lighting like it’s proud to be part of my humiliation. I should’ve taken it off hours ago. Maybe I should’ve thrown it at Tyler’s face.“Yes,” I whisper. “I’m engaged… well… I was engaged.”“What happened?” she asks, as if she’s asking about the weather.“My fiancé was cheating on me with my best friend.” I answer her. “Ah.” She nods once, unimpressed. “That’s unfortunate.”I blink, staring at her in disbelief. “You sound like you don’t really care.”Her lips twitch slightly, not quite a smile, more like the shadow of one. “You’re right, I don’t.”Of course, even the people who work for him are cold-hearted...The hallw
L A N ABefore any of us can say anything, a woman's voice cuts through the tension."Boss." A woman calls out, and I watch as Ezio's face changes completely, anger and irritation now crossing his features as he slowly turns in the direction of the person who just spoke, still remaining in front of me and giving me no room to move at all.I turn my head and see her standing in the doorway. A tall, elegant woman, wearing a black fitted dress, her brown hair tied back, with a set of glasses covering her blue eyes. She looks at me once, then back at him. "My apologies for the intrusion.""What is it, Fernanda?" He asks, his tone clearly irritated."Everything is set for tonight, sir. The guests will begin arriving in 1 hour." She announces, and Ezio sighs and turns back to me, continuing to stare down at me carefully."Good." He says. "I want you to get her ready for tonight. Get her out of this dress, have her cleaned up and changed into something... black..." He says to me, his eyes gl
L A N AThe drive feels like it's never going to end.I watch the city pass me by, as if it's forgetting who I am, or simply doesn't care that I'm still here. Everything goes on like nothing happened, making me feel more insignificant than ever. Hours ago, I was preparing for my engagement party, and the only thing I had to worry about was decorations, my outfit, and making sure that everything was going according to plan. But that all went to shit.Who knows what Tyler is telling all our friends and family by now? Probably something that suits the narrative of me being the unfaithful one. And Elizabeth... my so-called backstabbing, lying best friend... I'm sure she's loving every moment of it. Things are working out perfectly for them, and here I am sitting at the back of a stranger's car, kidnapped, and being taken to God knows where.Just a typical evening, right?He's still sitting next to me, the man who took me... Ezio.I'm too terrified to look in his direction. His presence a
L A N AI can hear my heartbeat in my ears.I'm terrified, my body vibrating with fear as I am dragged forward, my heels scraping the floor. The men lifting me have not a care in the world, and despite my cries for them to stop, they never do. Jazz continues to play in the lounge, as if I'm not screaming my lungs out. The music doesn't stop. No one else says a word. No one even looks concerned. They just… watch. They pretend and sip their drinks, as if I'm nothing but a mere spectacle. As if a man wasn't just shot in front of them and a woman isn't being dragged toward the murderer right now.All of this feels unreal, like I've slipped through an invisible crack in the world and landed somewhere I was never meant to be... and now? Now I might potentially lose my life.I try to fight them off, digging my heels into the floor, but they barely notice. They're way too strong. "Stop, let me go! Let go of me!!" I continue thrashing around, doing my best to fight them but all I feel is my a
L A N AThe four men behind him are huge, all of them wearing the same matching black suits, all of them moving with the same precision, scanning the room suspiciously as they stick to the man in front of them. Are they... bodyguards?"Don't stare for too long or you'll get yourself in trouble." I hear the voice of the bartender, and that's when I look back at him, curiously, noticing that even he is trying to keep his head low."Who is that...?" I suddenly find myself asking for God knows what ever reason. The bartender pauses what he's doing and looks back at me as if I've just asked the most absurd question on the planet.A deep frown settles on his brows, and he glances around a few times as if to check if anyone is listening. "How can you be here and not know who that is...?" He asks, his voice quiet and low, and my heart won't stop racing in my chest. What is he not telling me?"That's Ezio Benedetti." He whispers as if I'm supposed to know who that is. More confusion reigns on
L A N AI don't know how long I've been walking for, but I know it's long enough for my legs to feel shredded.The cold creates goosebumps and shivers along my skin, and my heels are now working against me. I probably should've taken them off the moment I ran out of there, but they were expensive, very expensive... Well, according to what Tyler told me...Ugh. No matter what I do, I simply can not escape the thought of him, of what he's done, with him and Elizabeth...My feet are sore, but somehow, my mind isn't so much focused on the pain; instead, a different kind of pain plagues my thoughts. I can't believe I was humiliated like that. How could I let them do that to me, treat me like that? I begin thinking of what else I should've said, how I should've reacted, but I was too stunned to do anything that really mattered...I make my way through the night as the city buzzes around me, having no clue what has happened to me. I stumble through it, somewhere between rage and shock and r







