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I want to use this medium to announce that Fallen Apart has finally come to an end. Yeah, it’s a bit heartbreaking to close the Chapter of Aria and Dave forever.In case you didn’t catch the hint at the end of the book, there going to be Spin off for Savannah and Xavier. I might show a glimpse of what happened to Dave and Aria but the book will be focused on Savannah and Xavier. Stay tuned for this book. You don’t want to miss it.And if you love Aria and Dave , please give this book a gem.Hello guys, it's been a while.I wanted to inform you guys that Savannah and Xavier's is still under construction, so instead I will be completing Aria and Dave's story in the book. (you didn't that was the end, did you?)it took this long because I've been busy with life and other stuff but now I'm back and ready to complete the book. I'll be doing a daily update and trust me you don't want to miss the remaining part of the book.There will be new appearances and the original supporting characters will still be featured in the book. Savannah and Xavier's story would be released right after this one.stay tuned till the end. Thank you.
Two years laterThe cold wind hit my face as I stepped out of the cab with my hands shoved inside my coat and I made my way into the tall glass building that belonged to the Eleganz Fashion company.I got into the elevator and stopped on the designer's floor. Stepping out, I moved toward my office but I was stopped by my assistant's voice. “Miss Stephenson,” Destiny called, and turned around to see her running toward me. “You are needed at the studio.” “Studio?” I asked in confusion. “Did the shoot start already?” She nodded. “Mr. Grayson said he can't make it at the appointed time, so he asked to do his shoot earlier.” Jax Grayson was one of Chicago''s top models. It took me a lot of effort to have him on board with us, so it was understandable the company is rescheduling for him.“Why wasn't I informed about the change?” I raised my eyebrows at her.“I sent you a text this morning.” She replied.With a confused expression on my face, I brought my phone from my coat pocket to see
The large doors of the Cathedral opened as the bridal march began to play which was my cue. I walked down the red carpet that extended from the entrance to the altar in a white flowing wedding gown. On each side of me were seats filled up with the friends and family of the Mendez family from all over the world with a few of my friends and family scattered around in the seats on my right-hand side. Every girl's wedding day, she was supposed to have thousands of butterflies erupting in her stomach and excited to be trying the knot with the man of her dreams, but it wasn't the case for me.All I could feel was anger, hatred, and despair toward the man smiling at me from the end of the aisle because he was the man of my nightmares. A man I still used to love with all my heart a few hours ago but he repaid all my love with lies and deceit and expected me to spend the rest of my life with him.If I could have my way, I would stab him to death on our wedding night and flee far away from th
FIVE MONTHS AGOARIA'S POV"Mom, Dad, I got the job," I yelled, running downstairs with my phone in my hand as the wooden floor made creaking sounds under my feet."Ari, slow down. You're going hurt yourself," My dad who was sitting in our portable living room shouted.I jumped on the maroon couch he was sitting on, shoving my phone to his face. "Dad, I did it." He took the phone from my hand and read the message I got from Styles Company, one of the biggest Fashion Companies in Chicago. Ever since I graduated from Fashion school earlier that year, I had hoped to get employed in a big company in Chicago. I applied to different companies over the months and sent them some of my ideas as an interview but I got rejected by two companies already.When I woke up that morning, my phone lit up with a message from Style Company, another company I applied in. At first, I ignored it thinking it was another rejection message, only for me to decide to check it out and got the shock of my life."
ARIA'S POVAs I parked my clothes in the wardrobe inside my bag, footsteps approached my room followed by a series of knocks. Savannah was the only person in the house with me, so it had to be her."Come in," I said as I continued to fold my clothes inside the suitcase.The door opened and I didn't bother looking up because I already knew who it was. "Do you need some help?" she asked."No," I replied without looking at her."You're leaving this week, right? Have you arranged for an apartment yet?" she continued."Yes." "Don't you think we should talk before you leave?" She walked further into the room to stand beside me, but I ignored her. "Since I moved in here, you avoided me like a plague. Whenever I tried to talk to you, you either give me one-word answers or give some hurtful remark."Refusing to look at her, I muttered under my breath, "I wonder why?" "How long do you plan to keep hating me?" She asked but I ignored her as I left her side to fetch my fashion magazines piled un
ARIA'S POVTaking a deep breath, I knock on the door of Savannah's room. "Come in," she called from inside.I pushed the door open to see her on the bed lying on her back. "Hey." She sat up on the bed with wide eyes. "Aria? Do you need something?"Since she moved in with us, I had never knocked on her door not to talk of stepping into her room. I had always avoided any reason of going there, so I get why she was surprised upon seeing me."I need to talk to you about something." I fiddled with my finger, unable to meet her eyes."If it's about what you said earlier, you're right. I made a terrible mistake, disappointed my parents, and ruined the future we had planned together. You have every right to be mad at me and I can't blame you for hating me for what I did. It's all my fault, I'm sorry Ari." She wiped her tears."No, Anna. I should be the one apologizing." I gathered the courage to look her in the eyes."Why should you apologize to me? You did nothing wrong." She gave me a con
DAVE'S POVThe sun was down and the moon was slowly making its appearance when I stepped out of the plane and walked into the airport. My amber eyes scanned through the waiting crowd and I noticed a man in a black suit holding a banner that says Dave Mendez. I covered my head with the hood of my jacket and blended into the crowd till I was able to get out of the airport without them noticing me.When I got outside, I breathed in the fresh air of Chicago that was brightened by different lights from a different buildings. The city was a sight to see at night which was why I chose to arrive late. It has been two years since I left the city just to avoid my parents. No, I didn't hate my parent for any reason they were the people I loved the most but I had to leave when they were trying to make me shoulder a responsibility I wasn't ready for. I wished to live my life doing whatever I want and going wherever I want without anything holding me down. Our clash of interest was why I left the c
DAVE'S POVThroughout the journey, I was preparing myself for the argument I was going to be having with my parents over the same topic for the last three years.The car stopped in front of Styles Company, the Fashion company owned by my parents. I stepped out to see that the white-colored concrete building has been replaced with royal blue glass with the company's name calligraphed boldly at the top. The men in suits ushered me inside and I covered my head with my hood as the door opened. I walked toward the elevator with five men surrounding me and I could hear the whispers of people asking who I was. Over the years, I had managed to keep myself away from anything related to the company except the money I get from it though. My parents didn't mind because my brother was ready to take up the responsibility of succeeding after them which made me relax but little did I know that things would take a different turn and I would be pressured to take the responsibility I have been running