The reunion Night

Elena~

One week later~

It had been seven quiet days since everything shattered, and somehow I'd decided to go to this reunion I'd avoided for years maybe because Lila was coming with me, maybe because for once I wanted to walk in and be seen, not hidden in the shadows like before.

The black dress traced every curve of me fierce and deliberate, my hair twisted into a perfect bun with just a few loose strands framing my face, red lipstick burning on my lips like it dared anyone to look away, silver earrings catching the light like tiny weapons.

Tonight I wanted to look better than anyone, especially her that cunning bitch Nina who'd spent years humiliating me back in school, making me feel small and worthless.

I stared into the mirror at this sharp, unfamiliar reflection and almost smirked I wasn't that scared Elena anymore, not after Alex's betrayal had burned away every weak piece of me.

He'd been calling nonstop, his messages dripping with pathetic guilt: "I'm sorry, Elena. Please forgive me."

Two years together and he'd thrown it away for some slut, that whore who thought she could steal what was mine.

He found out last week about what I did to her how I'd beaten that lying witch until her fake smile shattered and his text still echoed: "How could you, Elena?"

How could I?

He should've asked how I stopped, because I wasn't satisfied yet, not when I knew he'd probably cheated before with god knows how many others, lying to my face that it was just "one time" because he was drunk what a fucking loser, pathetic cheater.

I grabbed my clutch, gave the mirror one last dangerous smile, and stepped out as Lila honked impatiently the city lights flickered like they were waiting for me, each click of my heels on the pavement feeling like a warning to the world.

The car pulled up to the grand resort, and as I stepped onto the marble floor it hit like a punctuation mark sharp, deliberate, impossible to ignore.

Lila grinned beside me in the dim gold light, the air buzzing with music and chatter, and this was it, the reunion everyone had waited for.

Inside, laughter bounced off the chandeliered ceiling, old classmates with familiar faces and fake smiles staring as I walked in, their eyes following like I'd become some secret they couldn't figure out.

Then I saw her Nina, still hiding behind layers of designer makeup and insecurity, that same smirk freezing the second our eyes met.

For once I didn't shrink.

I felt dangerous, powerful, like all the pain Alex put me through had forged me into something unbreakable.

Whispers trailed Lila and me as we moved deeper—"Is that really Elena? She looks incredible. You've changed so much"—and maybe I had, maybe this fierce version was who I was always meant to be before betrayal tried to bury her.

Nina slid into our group conversation, her voice sugary poison.

"Wow, Elena… didn't expect you to actually make it. Guess miracles do happen."

I tilted my head, swirling my glass.

"Miracles? Yeah, like how you still squeeze into that dress, bitch."

The table went dead silent someone coughed, Lila hid a laugh and Nina's face drained pale, her confidence cracking exactly like she'd cracked mine years ago.

This time the power shifted for good, and she knew it.

Dinner dragged with clinking glasses and drunken nostalgia, but I felt Nina's poisonous stare crawling over me she hadn't forgotten the humiliation, and I wasn't letting her recover.

As everyone stood for the final toast, Tara leaned in with a grin.

"So Elena, we've heard you're seeing someone. Who's the lucky guy?"

The question caught me mid-sip, heat rising as all eyes turned, but before I could dodge Nina's sharp laugh cut through.

"Oh come on, what kind of guy would even look at her?"

My pulse hammered but I didn't flinch I set my glass down with a deliberate click.

"Oh I do have a boyfriend," I said smooth and calm, meeting her venom with fire.

"He's charming, heartbreakingly handsome, rich beyond imagination… and dangerous. A mafia boss, actually."

The air sucked out conversations died, eyes widened, even Nina's mouth hung open in shock.

I smiled through the guilt twisting inside because none of it was true Alex had been a CEO, powerful but a lying cheater who'd shattered me, and here I was weaving a new lie just to watch Nina squirm, just to feel untouchable again.

What have I done? I thought, forcing that confident smirk as reality hit after everything I'd been through, was I really becoming someone who lied to feel strong, or was this the armor I needed to survive him?

Then warm, steady fingers slid around my waist from behind, my heart slamming into my throat as every muscle locked a shiver ran down my spine from that dangerous perfume before the low voice brushed my ear.

I looked up, eyes widening, breath hitching when I saw who it was.