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Bella:Aiden gently intertwined our fingers as we walked out of the Grand Palais.The simple gesture brought an unexpected sense of comfort. The heaviness that had settled in my chest after seeing Luke seemed to ease, even if it was only a little.Almost immediately, reporters surrounded us from every direction."Miss Bella! Over here!""Congratulations on winning Best Model of the Year!""Are you and Mr. Blackwood dating?""When is the wedding?""Cameras this way, please!"Microphones were shoved toward our faces while camera flashes lit up the night.Aiden merely smiled politely."No questions tonight," he said calmly.He tightened his hold on my hand and guided me through the crowd while his bodyguards cleared a path for us.I stayed close beside him, grateful that he was taking care of everything.The moment we reached the car park, my steps faltered.I saw Luke leaning against his black car with his arms folded across his chest.For a second, my heart forgot how to beat.The sig
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Luke's POV Serena still wasn't over her exes. The funny thing was, she never tried to hide it. Every chance she got, she'd compare me to them. “They weren't rich,” she said coldly, staring me straight in the eye. “That's the only difference between you and them.” Without waiting for a response, she turned on her heels and walked away, leaving me standing there in silence. I watched her disappear into the crowd before letting out a long, exhausted sigh. This...This has been my life ever since we got married. To everyone else, Serena was the perfect wife—elegant, supportive, affectionate. The media adored her. Friends envied our marriage. But behind closed doors, it was completely different. She spoke to me however she pleased, constantly belittled me, and somehow always found a way to make me feel like I wasn't enough. I haven't seen this side of her until it was too late. Divorce had crossed my mind more than once, but I wasn't foolish enough to rush into it. B
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“You okay?” Aiden's familiar voice pulled me back to reality. I looked up at him and forced a small smile. “I'm okay.” He studied my face carefully. “You don't look okay.” I exhaled quietly. “I'm just…sad. My mum should've been here. I wish she could've seen this.” His expression softened instantly. Without saying anything, he wrapped an arm around my shoulders. “She saw it.” I looked at him. “Trust me.If there's anywhere she could be right now, she'd be watching you. And she'd be the loudest person clapping in this entire hall.” A small laugh escaped me. “You think so?” “Yes, I know.” He squeezed my shoulder lightly. “She'd be unbelievably proud of the woman you've become.” I nodded slowly. “Yeah…” For a few seconds, neither of us spoke. Then his smile became playful. “You know...I won.” I frowned. “What are you talking about?” “The bet.” He folded his arms proudly. “I told you you'd win Best Model of the Year.” I rolled my eyes. “You got lucky.” “I never get lucky
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Bella: The moment my eyes drifted away from the audience, I forced myself to breathe. No. It can't be him. And even if it was, his presence had no right to ruin the happiest day of my life. Not today. Not after everything I'd fought through to stand on this stage. I tightened my grip around the microphone, my fingers trembling despite every effort to steady them. My heartbeat echoed loudly in my ears, drowning out everything else for a second. Looking across the magnificent hall filled with the biggest names in fashion, I suddenly realised this wasn't just another awards ceremony. This was the moment I'd spent five years bleeding for. Five years of rejection. Five years of loneliness. Five years of rebuilding a life that had once been completely destroyed. I swallowed the lump in my throat before finally speaking. “When people look at this trophy,”I begin softly again, my voice trembling with emotion, “they see success. They see glamorous runways, expensive
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Bella: Five Years Later "And the award for Best Model of the Year goes to..." The host paused deliberately, letting the silence stretch across the magnificent Grand Palais. A wave of anticipation swept through the ballroom. Hundreds of guests sat dressed in glittering designer gowns and tailored tuxedos, their eyes fixed on the brightly lit stage. Cameras floated from one table to another while reporters whispered excitedly into their microphones, broadcasting the ceremony live to millions of viewers around the world. My heart pounded so violently that I could hear it in my ears. I drew in a slow breath, trying to calm myself, but it was impossible. My palms had become damp, and I quietly rubbed them together beneath the table, praying no one noticed how nervous I was. This award... I had dreamt about holding it from the very first day I stepped onto a runway. It wasn't just another trophy. It was proof that every sacrifice, every sleepless night, every rejection
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Bella: I stayed in my apartment for weeks after the funeral, the weight of grief still heavy in my chest. Mom’s absence filled every part of me. I always remember when we used to live together, where she used to hum old songs in the sitting room. My mom always supports my decision, she just guides me, give me advice. She warned me about Luke, told me that him having a best friend is a red flag but I never listened. But what has happened has happened anyway. Fiona checked on me often, bringing meals and sitting with me through the long evenings. The pregnancy progressed slowly, my belly finally beginning to show a gentle curve that brought equal parts comfort and sorrow. This child would never meet its grandmother, that hurts but not as much as me not being able to fulfill my promise. I promised not to raise my child alone, that my child would have a complete family but none of that is impossible. All because I loved the wrong person, sometimes I'll curse Luke but a
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Before I could even reach the closet, his hand closed around mine and he pulled me back into his arms, holding me with a firmness that once felt like safety but now felt like restraint. His touch no longer comforted me but trapped me instead in a space I could no longer breathe in. “Leave me alo
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Bella's POV On the night of our first wedding anniversary, I received a notification from an unknown number—a video of my husband and his female best friend kissing. My heart shattered into a million pieces as I watched it over and over again. No matter how many times I replayed it, the scene rem
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Luke’s POV (A few days later) I pulled up to Serena’s mansion again after another long day, my mansion feeling more like a trap than a home these days. Bella’s texts and missed calls sat unread on my phone. Every time I thought about responding, that image from the bar flashes back and it hurts
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I stood there for a long second, staring at Bella, her words hung between us heavily, twisting the knife of betrayal even deeper into my chest. Everything we had built, every promise, every late night where I chose her over and over, all felt like it was crumbling right in front of me. “Fine,” I
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