LOGINTHALIAI stood just behind the stage entrance, my hands resting lightly against each other as I adjusted my grip, then released it again when I realized I was doing too much.“You’re good,” the event coordinator said quietly as she passed me. “It’s almost your turn.”I nodded once without responding, since the nerves were eating me up.On stage, Dr. Carter stepped forward, her voice carrying easily through the microphone as the room settled.“And now,” she said, glancing briefly at her notes before looking up again, “our final speaker for today.”I straightened slightly where I stood.“She is one of the brightest minds I have had the pleasure of teaching,” Dr. Carter continued, her tone steady and confident. “Her work, her discipline, and her consistency speak for themselves.”I flexed my fingers once at my side.Dr. Carter went on, listing out my qualifications one after the other, each word landing heavier than the last as the audience grew quieter, more attentive.Then she smiled.
THALIABy the time Olivia pulled up in front of my place, Knox was already in the passenger seat, leaning halfway out the window like he had been waiting for this moment all morning.“You ready?” Olivia asked as I stepped out.I adjusted the sleeve of my suit and nodded once before getting into the back seat. “As I’ll ever be.”Knox twisted around immediately, looking me over with a slow nod. “Yeah, this is the one. No competition.”Olivia smirked as she pulled away from the curb. “I told you. Trust me once in a while.”I didn’t respond, just looked out of the car and smiled. I just leaned back and kept my eyes ahead as the car moved through traffic.By the time we got to the venue, my phone had buzzed twice in my bag, but I didn’t check it. Olivia parked smoothly near the entrance, and Knox was already out of the car before the engine fully died.“Come on,” he said, opening my door. “Let’s go make people uncomfortable.”I stepped out, adjusting my jacket slightly as I took in the bui
THALIAI didn’t bother with fake pleasantries.I looked away from Clara and reached for the suit again, ready to take it off the rack and move on before she turned this into something unnecessary, but her arm shot out and blocked me before I could even touch it.“I said that’s mine,” she snapped, her voice sharp enough to draw attention. “Are you deaf or blind? I said the suit is mine.”I paused, my hand hovering for a second before I lowered it slowly, then straightened and faced her fully.“What do you want, Clara?” I asked, keeping my voice even.She let out a short, disbelieving laugh and folded her arms, looking me over like she had been waiting for a chance to do exactly this.“You really are so full of yourself,” she said. “So proud, like everything belongs to you. Maybe that’s why Brandon left your sorry ass at home and came over to mine last night.”Olivia shifted beside me immediately, already opening her mouth, but I lifted my hand slightly to stop her without taking my eye
THALIAI should not have told Olivia about the seminar because she took it as a personal mission the moment she heard.She showed up at my place already dressed like she was heading somewhere important, car keys in hand, not giving me any space to argue before walking straight inside.“This is not optional,” she said, heading for the door again. “If you’re stepping on that stage, you are not doing it looking like you forgot how to dress yourself.”“I don’t look like that,” I replied, grabbing my bag and following her out.She paused just long enough to look me over, then shook her head. “You do.”I locked the door behind me and got into the car, already knowing there was no point fighting her on this.“And you should thank me,” she added as she pulled out of the driveway. “Actually, you should thank me and take me out for making you go see your favorite professor.”I laughed and leaned back into the seat. “Okay, okay. Thank you so much, my queen.”“Better.”We picked up Knox on the wa
BRANDONI gripped the steering wheel harder than necessary as the car rolled onto the main road.Clara knew exactly what she was doing back in the house, and I knew it too. She did not even try to hide it. The way she adjusted that nightwear, the way she stood there watching me, waiting for a reaction. It was too obvious.There was a time I would have crossed that line without thinking. I would not have needed a second invitation. I would have wanted it.But I did not move.I stayed exactly where I was, and that was the part that did not sit right.I exhaled sharply and shifted in my seat, eyes fixed on the road ahead as traffic slowed near the junction. My fingers tapped once against the steering wheel before tightening again.This made no sense.I had wanted Clara before. That was not something I imagined or exaggerated. It had been real and strong enough to survive everything that had happened between us.So why did it feel like this now?I ran a hand over my face and let out a sho
CLARAFor a moment that felt heavier than it should have, everything between us narrowed into the small space I had carefully created.I watched Brandon closely, every part of me alert, every thought sharpened with expectation as his hand finally moved. I had seen that shift before in men, that subtle hesitation that meant the barrier was thinning, that control was slipping just enough for desire to creep in.It was working.I stayed still on purpose, letting him come closer, letting him make the first real move. My pulse quickened as I imagined the moment he would finally give in, finally pull me closer like he used to when things between us were simpler, when I had not yet been replaced by Thalia.“Brandon…” I said softly, letting his name linger in the air the way I knew it sometimes affected him.His eyes flickered down briefly, and I felt that small surge of satisfaction.Yes.He was thinking about it.His hand lifted toward me, slow and deliberate, and I held my breath withou







