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Chapter 12
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Cayden’s POVI should have been working.The quarterly reports lay open on my desk, numbers bleeding together, Harvey’s neat annotations clipped to the edge. But I couldn’t see them. Not really. All I saw was her.Sophie. Amelia. Ever since the cemetery, her face haunted me—the tilt of her chin, the defiance in her eyes, the way her hand had brushed her neck, that small nervous gesture only Amelia ever made. It had to mean something. It wasn’t coincidence. It wasn’t.My jaw ached from clenching. I sat back, dragging a hand over my face, then clicked open the browser on my computer. One by one, I scrolled through Sophie’s videos. The channel was slick, curated to perfection. Miles’s fingerprints were everywhere—his edits, his branding, his control. But when the camera caught her unaware—her laugh too quick, the way she tucked her hair behind her ear—I saw Amelia bleeding through the Sophie mask.God help me, I couldn’t look away.The door clicked open. Harvey walked in, arms stacke
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Amelia’s POV“I didn’t like it.” I kept my voice steady even though his pointed question scared me a little. “So I picked a different one.” Miles’s expression barely flickered, but something behind his eyes sharpened. “Sophie chose that one,” he said evenly. “For the wedding video. It matched the mood board, the brand aesthetic, everything we’d agreed on.”I folded my arms, my pulse quickening. “Maybe Sophie chose it. But I didn’t. This is my wedding now. Shouldn’t I have a say in it?”His jaw clenched, subtle but visible. “You shouldn’t have changed it on your own. Not without asking.”“It’s my dress,” I snapped, the first crack in my calm.He lifted a hand, as though to settle the air between us. “This isn’t just about a dress, Amelia. It’s about consistency. Continuity. The fans notice everything. If you suddenly wear something extravagant that they haven’t seen before, they’ll ask questions. And questions lead to cracks in the story.”That word again. Story. As if my life were a
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Amelia’s POVFor a heartbeat, the shop froze.Because in the doorway stood Judith Morgan.Her mouth thinned to a blade when she saw my face. Beside her, Scarlett drifted in on a slip of silk and perfume, smile sharp and curious—the kind of smile that wanted blood.Eric recovered first, angling the phone so the camera stayed on me, not them. “Stay with us, angels,” he cooed to tens of thousands, voice honey-sweet. “We’re about to try on the dreamiest gown.”Judith took two steps forward, eyes narrowing like she could dissect me with a glance. “You,” she hissed, disbelief curdling into contempt. “You’re alive.”The comment feed hiccupped.alive???what did she say?who’s that lady?I kept my smile fixed for the live and pitched my voice just low enough for Judith to hear. “My name is Sophie. And if you’d like to keep your family’s reputation intact, I suggest you keep your voice down. We’re streaming.” I let my gaze flick to the camera, then back to her. “Imagine what people would think
My Billionaire Just Can’t Let Me Go Chapter 12
Amelia’s POVI hadn’t expected to see him there.The cemetery was supposed to be quiet, private—a place where I could come when the guilt of living Sophie’s perfect life weighed too heacvily on my chest. But as soon as I stepped between the headstones, I saw him.Cayden sat slumped in front of Amelia’s grave, shoulders hunched, hair falling over his eyes. He looked like he’d been there for hours, maybe all day. His suit jacket lay crumpled beside him, his shirt creased, his hands tangled in his hair.Worse than he had looked at the launch. Worse than the first time I’d seen him in a year.I froze. Part of me wanted to turn and leave before he noticed. But my feet rooted to the ground.I hadn’t come here for him. I came for her—for Sophie, for Amelia, for the twin I barely had time to know before fate twisted us into this cruel exchange. But standing there, watching Cayden break down in front of a stone, I hated myself for noticing the curve of his jaw, for remembering the way his vo
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Cayden’s POVThe therapist’s office smelled of lavender oil and polished wood. Warm. Calming. Designed to make people relax.It only made my skin crawl.I sat in the same leather chair I’d been ordered into for nearly a year. My father had dragged me here after Amelia’s death, convinced “professional help” would force me to behave, to forget, to move on. But today, I felt worse than I had the first time I walked in.Across from me, Dr. White studied me over her glasses. She was a precise woman—her hair always coiled into a bun, her pen always tapping lightly against her notepad when she thought I was stalling.“You look tired, Cayden,” she said softly. “More so than usual. What happened at the event?”Her voice was clinical, but her eyes were probing.I laughed bitterly, the sound harsh even to my own ears. “What happened? She proved I was insane, that’s what happened.”Dr. White tilted her head. “You mean Sophie?”“I guess she isn’t Amelia,” I said, my voice tired. “She shoved it in
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Amelia’s POVScarlett’s gasp sliced through the hum of the ballroom.Her eyes locked on me, wide with disbelief, her hand tightening on Cayden’s arm. And for a beat, the entire room seemed to pause. Champagne flutes hovered mid-air. Conversations faltered. I felt the weight of dozens of curious stares.I had wanted to stay invisible tonight. To slip in, smile for the cameras, and slip out again. But I had let myself laugh with Eric, let myself be silly, let myself forget. And now, here I was, exposed.My lungs burned. I forced myself to inhale slowly, to turn away as if nothing at all was wrong.“Miles,” I murmured.He was already there, stepping in close, calm as ever. He plucked the balloons gently from my hands, his touch lingering just long enough to read as affectionate. He smiled down at me, a small, grounding gesture that tethered me back to the part I was supposed to be playing: Sophie, the carefree influencer bride-to-be.I could feel Cayden’s gaze drilling into my back as Mi
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