ANMELDENDay One: The Grind Begins
Country: AurivelleCity:AuremontAlvaraMy alarm buzzed like it had a personal vendetta against me.I groaned, swatting it off the bedside table, blinking at the pale morning light spilling through the curtains.Everything felt… quiet. So quiet, it made my heartbeat sound ridiculously loud in my ears.Yesterday had been… overwhelming.Unpacking, exploring, staring at my room like it beWhen The Past Calls Country: Aurivelle City: Auremont Alvara ( A month later) I sat on my bed, leaning back against the headboard, while Isabella sprawled lazily across the mattress and Mila occupied the chair by the table. They both had their own rooms. But somehow… mine always felt like home to them. We had just returned from dinner, freshened up, changed into our pajamas, and now we were doing nothing in particular… just existing in each other’s space. It had been a month. A whole month since everything happened. And just like that… it was over. No one talked about it anymore. No whispers. No side comments. Nothing. Not after Mrs Alexia’s warning. And as for the person who leaked it…
Under His Watch Country: Aurivelle City: Auremont Alvara The hallway slowly emptied. Voices faded. Footsteps disappeared. And just like that… It was over. Or at least… it should have been. But I could still feel it. That shift in the air. That awareness crawled under my skin. Because they were still there. Mrs Hawthorne. Grayson Hawthorne. Watching. Mrs Alexia stepped forward, her presence immediately restoring order. “Everyone back to your studios” This time, no one hesitated. Helena, Leonora, and Ally left without another word, their earlier confidence completely gone.
Silence That Speaks Country: Aurivelle City: Auremont Grayson I sat in the backseat of my car, scrolling through my iPad. I had just wrapped up a meeting at Hawthorne Finance and was now on my way to the media company. I hadn’t been there in two days. Greg had been sending in reports, and under normal circumstances, that would have been enough. But something felt… off. The moment I stepped into the building, I noticed it. The shift. There was an unusual urgency in the air…staff moving faster than usual, conversations cut short the moment I passed. No one needed to say anything. Something had happened. Greg was already walking toward me as I stepped out of the elevator. “Mr. Hawthorne.” “What’s going on?” I asked without slowing. “There’s a situation at the institute.”
Steady In Silence Country: Aurivelle City: Auremont Alvara Morning arrived slowly. Not soft. Not gentle. But steady. I opened my eyes and stared at the ceiling, letting the silence wrap around me. The faint hum of the city outside the glass wall mixed with the distant clatter of early traffic, barely audible, barely noticed. Yesterday didn’t feel like a dream. It pressed against my chest. Heavy. Real. Unavoidable. Every memory, every pang of shame, anger, and exhaustion sat there like a stone, and no amount of wishing could lift it. But beneath it… something else stirred. Not strength. Not yet. But clarity. I exhaled, long and slow, and pushed myself up. No hesitation. No lingering. No hiding. The floor beneath my feet felt solid. My movements felt d
When the World Turned Country: Aurivelle City: Auremont Alvara I barely heard her. “…I’m telling you, Alvara, it wasn’t me.” Isabella’s voice came again, tighter this time, edged with frustration and something close to panic. “I swear to you, I didn’t tell anyone.” I was sitting on the edge of my bed, staring at nothing in particular. My phone lay beside me. Screen dark. But I didn’t need to turn it on. I had already seen everything. Every post. Every comment. Every version of my life twisted into something people could consume. “…Alvara, say something.” I blinked slowly. Her voice felt distant. Like it had to travel through something thick before it reached me. “I believe you,
The Truth She Couldn’t Hide Country: Aurivelle City: Auremont Alvara The night felt quieter than usual. Not the peaceful kind. The kind that pressed in on you… waiting. I sat on the edge of my bed, fingers loosely clasped together, my thoughts circling the same place over and over again. Isabella was talking…something about the designs for the next month’s challenge…but I wasn’t really hearing her. Not fully. My chest felt tight. Heavy. Like something had been sitting there for too long… something that needed to be said. But I didn’t know how. I glanced at her. She was relaxed, stretched across the chair like she owned the room, completely at ease. Unbothered. Trusting. And that made it worse. Becaus
A Saturday At The Institute Country: Aurivelle City: Auremont Alvara Saturday mornings at the institute felt…different.Not quieter, exactly. The place was never truly quiet. There was always the distant hum of sewing machines, the
Above The Runway Country: Aurivelle City: Auremont Alvara I had spent days thinking about this day long before it even arrived.The senior designers before us had made it look effortless in their first runway shows…how they moved thr
A Mind Built For Control Country: Aurivelle City: Auremont ( Singapore)Grayson The jet touched down in Singapore, and my phone buzzed almost instantly.I picked it up.Two major suppliers had backed out of the Hawthorne Smart-Por
The Weight Of An Empire Country: Aurivelle City: Auremont GraysonMorning in Aurivelle always began before the sun fully claimed the sky.For most people, the city woke slowly.For me, the day had already started hours ago.By







