Mag-log in~ELENA’S POV~When Max and I got to the event venue, it was indeed a remarkable setting. The ballroom glittered like a place built from light. Crystal chandeliers cascaded from the high ceilings, refracting gold and white across polished marble floors. Tables draped in ivory linen circled the room. The hum of constant conversation mixed with orchestral music, laughter rising and falling like waves against the walls.I felt the attention the moment I walked in. It brushed against my skin like a living thing. I walked on Max's arm, my posture straight, my chin lifted—not out of arrogance but determination. Tonight I refused to shrink. I wore one of my creations: a delicate necklace of intertwined gold and Sapphire, the stones cut to catch the light at every angle. It rested against my collarbone like a quiet declaration of who I was becoming.For the first time, I didn't feel like an outsider pretending to belong. And that's because I truly belonged.Max noticed the subtle shift in the
~MAX’S POV~#FLASHBACK CONTINUES###I watched as Alex kissed Diedre so intimately. And Diedre didn't pull away.I felt a sharp constriction in my chest to the extent that I thought I might choke.“No,” I told myself, “This can't be.”I rolled forward slowly, with my heart pounding, and each push of the wheels felt heavier than the last.“Diedre,” I called.She pulled off Alex and turned.For a second, her eyes widened—probably out of shock or recognition—I wasn't sure exactly. Then, something else crossed her face. Something cold.Alex straightened. He smiled when he saw me.“Well, look who finally decided to show up,” Alex said loudly, “The ghost returns.”I ignored Alex as my gaze locked on Diedre. “Diedre… I tried calling you. I tried everything. I–”“Don't,” Diedre interrupted sharply, standing up.The word hit me harder than any physical blow.“Don't what?” I asked quietly.“Don't act like you didn't disappear,” she snapped, “Don't stand there like you didn't abandon me.”“I was
~MAX’S POV~The house carried a tense air after Derek's departure and his words to Elena and me. We tried to live with our emotions hidden and constrained, refusing to admit outright what we felt for each other.Earlier that day, I was informed that an invitation letter had come in for me. At first, I was reluctant and unconcerned about the content or who sent it, but not until later that evening, I found the invitation in my study, tucked among documents on my desk.The envelope was thick, sealed with gold foil, the kind of lavish stationery reserved for people who believed the world revolved around their social circle. I didn't react at first—my mind had been occupied with work, Elena's studio expansion, and the lingering unresolved tension since Derek's departure. But when I opened the envelope, my brows lifted slightly at the embossed lettering:[“Mr and Mrs Lancaster request the honor of your presence at the marriage ceremony of their daughter…”]Of course, the Lancasters—long-st
~ALEX’S POV~###FLASHBACK CONTINUES###Diedre turned towards me, she wiped the tears off her face, “What did you just say?”“I said, I was the one who found you in the woods at Jack's party,” I said, meeting her gaze with unwavering sincerity I didn't actually feel, “I rescued you from those guys who were about to rape you that night. I fought them off, and they ran away when they couldn't stand me.”Her lips parted, “Hold on a minute– you… You were there?”“I didn't want to tell you,” I continued smoothly, “I didn't want you to feel like you owed me anything. But after that night, you never gave me the chance to come close to you.”She returned to the bench and sat beside me again. “I remember… a voice,” she whispered, “Someone holding me. Telling me I was safe.”I nodded slowly, “That was me.”It wasn't. But I said it gently enough that her memory twisted enough to match my words.“And you carried me to the hospital?” She asked, her voice barely above a whisper.“Yes,” I lied, “You
~ALEX’S POV~###FLASHBACK###Seven years ago That night, I strolled across the dorm courtyard, hands tucked casually into my jacket pocket, a faint curl at the corner of my mouth. Obviously, I looked like someone who had already decided what outcome I wanted and was simply walking forward to collect it. I had one mission, which was Diedre. I've always been interested in Diedre from the first day she walked into our class. But, Max was too forward to declare his interest in her. I couldn't go for her because I didn't want to be on the bad side of Max—No one wants such anyway. Now that Max is sick and is not even sure if he's still going to resume school. I saw it as the best opportunity to win Diedre over and make her mine.I reached her dorm building just as she stepped outside, gingerly descending the staircase. I wasn't sure of where she was headed, but that was none of my concern.The moment I noticed her, I softened my expression, letting concern naturally settle over my face.
~ELENA’S POV~“Oh, Liv, it's been a while. I can't wait to catch up.” I murmured.I stood at the doorstep of Olivia’s house for a moment, smoothing a hand down my blouse as nerves fluttered faintly in my stomach. It has been months since I'd seen Olivia—months filled with chaos, change, success, and emotional confusion. Olivia had been abroad on a business trip for so long that I barely knew where to start.I lifted my hand and knocked.A few seconds later, the door flew open, and Olivia practically launched forward.“Elena,” she squealed, and pulled me into a tight hug. “Oh my god, look at you! You look stunning—are you taller? Did fame stretch you?”I laughed as warmth rushed through me, “I missed you, too, Liv.”Olivia grabbed my hand and tugged me inside, “Come in, come in. Sit. I have tea, and snacks, and you're not leaving until you tell me everything. I mean it.”I stepped into the familiar living room—soft earth-toned couches, warm lighting, walls lined with Olivia's travel ph







