ANDREA I laughed softly as Kate covered her mouth, still giggling at the joke I’d made. The sound drew a few glances from people passing by, but neither of us cared. It felt nice and easy to just laugh without thinking. “I’m telling you, you’d love her,” I said, trying not to grin too much. “Lexi’s chaotic in the best way possible. You two would be best friends in a day.” Kate shook her head quickly, her brunette hair bouncing around her shoulders. “No way. You don’t even know how clumsy I am around new people.” I smiled, folding my arms. “Then that’s perfect. She’s worse.” That made her laugh again, her blue eyes lighting up. “You’re terrible,” she said between chuckles, then added more softly, “but thank you for asking.” I tilted my head. “For asking?” “For treating me like a person,” she said. “Not a rumour.” Something in her tone made my chest tighten a little. I wanted to say more, but she quickly shook her head and smiled again, pushing the moment away. “Anyway
ALEXANDERI sat in my office, flipping through a few files, but my focus wasn’t on the paperwork. My mind was elsewhere.Cole knocked once before stepping inside. “You called for me?”“Yeah,” I said, setting the file down and leaning back in my chair. “I need you to check on the person I sent to watch her. Find out if she’s still in that country or if she’s left.”Cole frowned slightly. “You mean Lia?”I nodded once. “Yes. I want a full update as soon as possible.”He gave a short nod. “Alright, sir. I’ll make some calls and get back to you.”“Good,” I said quietly. “Don’t take too long.”When he left the office, I exhaled slowly, my gaze drifting toward the city skyline outside my window. The lights of the buildings reflected faintly against the glass, but I wasn’t really seeing them.I just needed answers, fast. I couldn't let any harm get close to Andrea again.Cole was back five minutes later, phone in hand and a file under his arm. He closed the door behind him and walked straigh
ANDREA I took a deep breath before stepping back into the room, trying to steady myself. Kate turned as soon as I walked in, her expression soft but a little concerned. "Hey, are you okay?" she asked, her eyebrows drawing together. "You took a while, and you're out of breath." I forced a small smile, hoping it would mask the chaos spinning inside of me. "I'm fine," I said quickly, handing her the bottle of water. "I just thought I saw someone I knew, but I was wrong." Kate looked at me curiously for a second, as if she wanted to ask more, but then she nodded and smiled. "Well, thanks for the drink. Mom was just telling me she wants to go home soon," she said, glancing fondly at her mother. I nodded, pretending to listen, even though my mind was somewhere else. The image of that person in the hallway kept replaying in my head, and the scent lingered faintly in my memory. As I sat down beside them, I forced myself to stay calm and focus on their laughter and light chatter. But ben
ANDREA We finished eating not long after, both of us laughing over something silly I said about how the waiter looked more tired than we did after a full shoot. Kate wiped her hands with a napkin, still smiling, when her phone suddenly buzzed on the table. She glanced at the screen, and the color drained from her face. “Oh my God,” she whispered before quickly picking up the call. I sat quietly, watching her expression shift as she listened. “Yes…yes, I’m coming right now,” she said quickly, her voice trembling with a mix of shock and relief. When she hung up, she turned to me, her eyes wide and shiny. “It’s the hospital,” she said breathlessly. “My mom...she just woke up. She’s been unconscious for weeks, and they said she’s asking for me. I have to go.” She stood up so fast her chair scraped against the floor. “Wait,” I said, rising too. “You don’t have to run off like that.” “I do,” she said, fumbling for her bag. “The hospital’s across town, and I need to get there a
ANDREA The studio was already filled with energy when I arrived. Lights were being adjusted, cameras tested, makeup artists rushing around with brushes and palettes. The air smelled faintly of hairspray and coffee...the usual mix that came with long hours of work. Today’s photoshoot was for a new campaign, and we had a fresh face on set, Kate. Her name had been floating around the office for a while, mostly in quiet whispers when people thought no one was listening. “I heard she was dirt poor before this.” “Yeah, and now she’s modeling for High Rise? Must’ve gotten close to the boss.” It was the kind of gossip that spread fast, ugly and shallow. I never liked judging people based on rumors, but hearing them so often made it hard not to wonder who she really was. Then I saw her. Kate stood by the mirror as the stylist adjusted her outfit. Her long brunette hair flowed down her back, soft waves catching the studio lights. Her skin was clear, her features delicate, an
ANDREA The next day, we all sat in the dining room. The long table was beautifully set, the golden lights above casting a warm glow across the room. The smell of roasted chicken and fresh bread filled the air, but I could barely taste anything. I was too aware of the people sitting around me. Dad sat at the head of the table, looking happier than he had in weeks. Andrew sat on his right, quietly pouring himself a glass of water, while my stepmother sat opposite me, wearing her usual gentle smile that didn't quite reached her eyes. “It’s been a while since we’ve all had dinner together,” Dad said cheerfully, breaking the silence. “Feels good to have my family at the same table again.” I forced a smile. “Yeah, it’s been long.” Andrew nodded slightly. “Work’s been keeping everyone busy.” Dad chuckled. “That’s true. Andrea, I’ve been seeing your photos everywhere lately. Your company’s doing a great job with your campaigns.” I smiled softly. “Thank you, Dad. It’s been a lo