Jimmy’s POVThe carnival lights danced around us in a blur of color—reds, yellows, and blues spinning through the air like falling stars. Elina’s laughter was still ringing in my ears, soft and wild at the same time, and I swear my chest couldn’t contain how alive it made me feel.She wrapped her small hand on my arm, the closeness between us made my tummy flatter.It felt like a dream, how did I not see her all these years we were schooling together? When she always hung out with Luna, but now she's so different. She wears a little make up, some heels and walks like she owns the streets.We’d just gotten off the rollercoaster, and my heart was still pounding—not from the ride, but from the way her small hand had clung to mine the entire time. She screamed at the drops, squeezed my fingers, and then when it was all over, her cheeks were flushed, her hair slightly messy, and she looked at me with eyes that made me forget gravity existed.“That was amazing!” she said, brushing a strand
Luna’s POVI watched Jimmy drive into a different direction with Elina, she seemed happy with him. It feels like yesterday when they were just awkward around each other.The city lights and cold breeze welcomed me.The gala shimmered with blinding lights and polished smiles. Crystal chandeliers sparkled above our heads, spilling their glow across marble floors that seemed too glossy to step on. Every corner echoed with laughter, champagne flutes clinking, and the kind of conversations that only powerful people knew how to have. Everyone here was dressed to kill, women in dazzling gowns that glittered like falling stars, and men in sharp tuxedos, their presence as commanding as the deals they struck in hushed tones.I felt… out of place.My mother walked beside me with her head held high, her emerald silk dress flowing behind her like a river of wealth. She was immediately greeted by a group of her business associates, men and women who smiled a little too wide, their voices coated in
Luna’s POVThe hours dragged on, the steady hum of the office filling the air as I worked at my mother’s company desk, her assistant kept checking on me, maybe to see if I'm making any errors but her guidance saved me. My fingers were cramped from sketching and redrawing the same pendant design, tweaking tiny details until it was perfect. The diamonds had to sit just right, the engraving had to flow naturally—it wasn’t just jewelry anymore, it was a test. A challenge Jaden had unknowingly thrown at me.Every now and then, I caught myself sneaking a glance at the waiting room, beats of sweat formed on my forehead, I had never done this before, even though I've studied so much about it and new every move. I looked again and he was still there, lounging on the velvet couch like he owned the building. His arm draped over the backrest, tattoos peeking out from under his sleeve, eyes occasionally flicking toward me with an unreadable expression. It made my pulse spike every time.Finally
LUNA'S POVThe cold night air smacked me in the face the second we stepped out of the party house. My laughter died in my throat when I saw him.He turned and walked back to the car.“I'm so disappointed in you guys,” He was leaning against the car, arms crossed, jaw tight, and eyes burning like coals. He didn’t even have to say anything—I already knew we were in deep trouble. My stomach flipped, and all the adrenaline that had kept me buzzing inside the house instantly drained out of me.“Get in the car,” Richard said, voice low and dangerous.I froze for a second, my brain spiraling. What if he told my father? I’d never hear the end of it. Jimmy and Elina slid past me quickly, choosing the smart option—silence. I followed, keeping my eyes on the ground, sliding into the back seat with my heart pounding so hard it hurt.The ride home was suffocating. None of us spoke. Even the hum of the tires on the road felt loud. I kept stealing glances at Richard’s reflection in the mirror, wait
LUNA’S POVThe balcony door creaked behind me, and the cool night air rushed against my skin. I just wanted to breathe—just a moment away from the noise, the smoke, the sweaty bodies pressed too close inside. But of course, he was there.Leaning against the railing, a smirk tugging at the corner of his lips, shirt half undone like he thought he was God’s gift to earth. Tattoos curved over his arms, ink and muscle flexing with every lazy movement. Jaden.“Are you following me now, princess?” His voice dripped with arrogance, like he was already bored.I rolled my eyes, crossing my arms to shield myself from his smug stare. “Please. Don’t flatter yourself. The world doesn’t revolve around you.”He chuckled, slow and mocking, dragging on the cigarette between his fingers. “Could’ve fooled me. The way you’re staring at me right now…”I blinked, heat crawling to my cheeks before I could stop it. Damn it—he noticed. It wasn’t my fault his stupid tattoos looked like something out of a magazi
Luna’s POVDinner was supposed to be warm, cheerful… a family reunion after years away. But instead, it was suffocating.The dining room glowed under the soft chandelier lights, silver spoons clinking against porcelain plates. Mom had set everything perfectly, but it still felt heavy—like even the food carried rules I couldn’t escape.I swallowed hard and finally said it.“Dad, there’s something I want to ask.”His eyes rose from his glass of wine, sharp and unreadable. “What is it, Luna?”I forced myself to hold his gaze. “A friend invited me to a party tomorrow. Just a small birthday thing. Her name’s Lucy. She’s nice, and I… I’d like to go.”The silence that followed was louder than any shout.Dad set his glass down slowly. “No.”The word cut through me like a blade.“Dad, you didn’t even think about it—”“I don’t need to think about it,” he snapped. “You’re too young. You don’t know these people. You’re not going.”I turned to Mom, desperate. Her soft eyes met mine, and for a seco