LOGINHer attention was finally on me.
After eye fucking Enzo for like 10 minutes.
“Oh Enzo told me its your birthday so I came to wish you..as we are going to be family soon”
She smiled looking at enzo.
Again!
Wait! What? Family?
I was dumbfounded by her statement,she catches on that quick.
Enzo was looking at me but I couldn't look at him now.
My focus was on carol or I say a rather smirking carol.
“You don't know?”
“Huh??”
My voice was so soft that I could barely register if I said it out loud or in my mind.
I don't know what i was expecting but not what she said next.
“We are getting engaged!!” In a very chirping voice.
My whole body freezes.
“Ohh”
“We were—”
“He proposed”
She cut Enzo off as he spoke and threw another bomb at me.
It was shocking would be an understatement.
They were not this close a week ago then what changed?
In my own thoughts I didn't notice that I was looking down now but a hand on my shoulder broke my trance.
“Happy birthday love!!!----control yourself”
Last words whispering in my ears. I relaxed partly.
Lily smiled as she grabbed my face to kiss my cheek.
A tear escaped my eyes but she gently removed the trace of it.
“Lily–Is Lucas here?”
Enzo spoke after sometime, maybe feeling the awkwardness.
As Lily completely ignored Carol.
“Yes He’s with his date..apparently he needed one for this party”
I wanted to but couldn't say anything.
After a few seconds they both left, leaving me and lily.
“You ok?”
“He is getting married”
“No,engaged”
“But he will be!!!”
“He will-be married--with her”
I hugged her and cried my heart out.
I couldn't bear the thought of him with another woman.
He will love her or he is in love with her. Why else will he marry her?
“No love don't..it's your birthday. What if Antonio saw you like this..or worse , Enzo?”
“I– can't-I-am not fine anymore”
She sat with me for the whole time, my eyes got puffy from all the crying.
Party started and guests started to come.
My phone was ringing continuously.
“I think you should do your makeup, they'll call you any minute.”
“No-I”
“Evelyn no!! You are getting ready and coming with me.”
“But-” she glared and I swallowed my words.
“Come i'll do it”
When we finally went downstairs I couldn't pinpoint what was wrong with me.
I was usually an extra extroverted person but now I don't feel like socialising.
“I can't do this lily…I can't face him” she looked sternly at me probably thinking what an idiot I am.
“You can and you will” and then she went towards the kitchen, probably checking the food preparation.
I went straight to the bar. I don't care if this party was for me my mood is fucked and now I just need my shots.
“Two shots”
Sitting there my gaze wandered around and met the heartbreaker himself.
He smiled but I couldn't find myself to reciprocate it.
His smile vanished and an unreadable expression took its place.
And I did the unexpected. I smiled so brightly that my jaw hurt but his expression still didn't waver.
I didn't want him to think that I was upset by his engagement news. So I will act as much as i can
“Your shots mam.”
That shifted my attention and without any second thought I took the shots.
My surroundings faded and a somber mood surrounded me.
“Again”
My heart was pounding so fast I could feel it in my whole body.
“Again”
I was so deep in my thoughts that I didn't notice when a hand snatched the shot from my hands.
“Who-”
My words were cut off when I saw none other Enzo. He looked perplexed.
Like he couldn't point out what was wrong.
“Enough Princess”
His voice was so low that I could barely register his words for a second.
“No”
Just a simple word but I think they held no power on him today.
Usually he would stop anything if I said no but not now? What changed?
He grabbed my hand and took me to the furthest corridor.
It was partially bright, the moon shone brighter but it was not enough for me to look at him Or for him to see the tears I had in my eyes.
“What happened? Why are you like this today?”
Oh the audacity of this person to ask me that.
Even though I was not his lover, I was his…family…or maybe not.
I was all alone in the end.
He could at least tell me his plans.
His eyes searched my face for any type of reaction.
“Say something Bella.” Although his voice was soft, a hint of irritation and anger could be heard too.
It was just pissing me off right now.
The more I heard his voice the more I wanted to kill someone.
Two big hands grabbed my face and forced me to look at him.
His eyes were filled with something I don't understand, anger? but he never will be, even if I murdered someone.
What changed?
“I'm just tired.”
“Of what?” a slight raise in his voice.
He never raised his voice with me.
Then-What-changed??
I slid his hand off me and took a step back.
“I'm having mood swings”
His expression changed and I cringed inside.
Why did I say this out of all options?
Now he will think of me as my old teenage self.
“Do you need anything?” I rolled my eyes and his eyebrow raised.
Yes YOU!! I wanted to shout but kept my mouth shut and looked into his eyes.
“Maybe you shou–”
His sentence was cut off by his soon to be fiancé.
“Baby what are you doing here, i thought you left.” she again said in her overly sugar coated voice.
But I could see the irritation right on his face as she came.
He didn't look in her direction but was looking at me thinking something.
She looked between both of us to figure out what was happening.
What we both are doing here in the dark corridor where nobody could see us.
He sighed. Still ignoring her. We both didn't acknowledge her.
He came so close to my face I could feel his breath.
His both hands went around my neck, his mouth was now near my ear and whispered in a low voice.
“I'll come after the party is over”
Last time my eyes met him when he took a step back.
And then gone. Leaving me alone with this annoying fellow.
I think I heard her mutter a bitch under her breath before leaving.
My breath became normal. I didn't notice I was holding my breath for so long.
My whole body felt hot and bothered.
We always hung out together but today was something else.
But, what changed?
The room was quiet. Quiet enough that I could hear the tick of the ancient clock on the wall and the panicked thrum of my heart.Enzo moved closer, his step slow, almost uncertain, as if he feared I'd disappear if he reached for me too fast. His hand came up, calloused fingers stroking against my face.One tear escaped, running hot down my skin.He caught it with his thumb, his jaw clenching, and then—without speaking—closed his eyes.Our foreheads touched, the pressure of his presence bearing down on me, rooting me. His breath mixed with mine, hot and ragged. I could sense the strain in him, the tempest he bore in his chest, and yet there in that instant all that was present was this tenuous closeness.I didn't breathe. Couldn't."Evelyn…" His voice barely audible, a whisper, rough and strained.I should've stepped back. I should've yelled at him again for all the lies he'd told me. But I did nothing. I just let the quiet eat us alive, let his closeness ease the pain gouging through
I never wanted to shout at her. Not Evelyn.The reverberation of my own yell still rang in my head, ugly and incorrect, but she wouldn't let up. She wouldn't leave the old wounds alone, wouldn't leave them closed. Her eyes—wide, shining with betrayal—were the last thing I wanted to see, and yet they were seared into me now.God, I'd do anything to spare her this.But the truth stung, and tonight it finally pierced.Amelia. Sebastian. His older brother Nikolai.That name on my lips tasted like ash, like the ashes of a war that never truly ceased. When I watched Evelyn's face crumple under the weight of it, I loathed myself for having spoken it. For verifying what should have remained buried.She didn't get it. She couldn't. That Amelia wasn't angry. She wasn't lost, waiting to be rescued. She was gone—sold out to the one person our blood had been taught to hate.And Sebastian Perez wasn't just an adversary. He was a snake. Sinister, manipulative, vicious. If Evelyn thought I was control
The phrase "because of you" still echoed in my head, as cutting as shattered glass, when the following thought struggled out of me."Then we'll go to her," I spoke out abruptly, my voice shaking but persistent. "We'll ask Amelia ourselves. We'll get the truth from her.I turned before Enzo could respond, dashing inside the room. My feet slapped against the marble flooring as I directly approached the wardrobe, pulling it open. Dresses cascaded forward, hangers clinking as I pulled one loose."Evelyn—" Enzo's voice sounded after me, low and strict.No, Enzo. No waiting, no excuses." My fingers stumbled over each other, panicking as I tugged at the zipper. "We leave tonight. Right now. Before she vanishes again. Before more lies trap us under. Under."He stepped closer, his body filling the space. "Evelyn, listen to me. We can't—"Sure, we can!" I interrupted him, whirling around with the dress still in my fists. My voice was shaking, high and urgent. "She's family. I don't care if she'
The water flowed hot and continuous, slapping against the shoulders, covering over the thunder of my heart. Enzo was that close, the misty steam curling up to isolate us from the world. His fingers were braced on the wall, caging me in, forehead against mine, and it felt like he was a thousand miles distant."I saw her today," I breathed, voice all but drowned by the pounding water.His gaze didn't waver. "I know."The words fell with weight, like a secret he'd carried for far too long.I gulped air, chest burning. "Why didn't you tell me?"His jaw clenched, water running down his cheek like glass. "Because Amelia doesn't die when you talk about her. She lives. She flourishes. And I wanted her gone."I shivered under the heat, laying my hand over his chest, sensing the erratic thud of his heart. "She gazed at me, Enzo. Like she recognized me. Like she needed me out of her way." His fingers closed around my wrist, holding me firm, anchoring me. His gaze was flame and darkness, battlin
The tinkle of champagne glasses and the rich laughter that swirled around the huge ballroom barely touched me.I smiled — or, at least, my lips curled up in a gesture that would be mistaken for one. But it wasn't genuine. It wasn't close."Congratulations," I said to the newlyweds, my tone cheerful and friendly, yet. empty.I could hear myself, almost from a distance, and the sound felt foreign. A mechanical little note of joy that didn’t belong to me, one I’d practiced a thousand times for moments like this — when my mind was too far away to care.The bride glowed, the groom nodded graciously. And then they went on, lost in a sea of golden cocktail dresses, sleek black tuxedos, and shining smiles.I remained where I was, champagne flute icy against my fingers. My eyes wandered over the room once more, scanning the groupings of guests, looking…For her.I didn't even know I was doing it at first. My gaze just kept drifting, always looking past the woman talking to me, past the courteo
Since the time we arrived at the hall, Evelyn had been… different.Not so obviously so—not the way anyone else would realize. To everyone around us, she was her normal composed self, smiling politely, welcoming guests, making small talk. But I knew better. I had known her long enough to listen for the spaces between words, to read between the lines of her face, to notice the way her eyes kept darting toward places no one else was looking.And it all began after Lucas pulled me aside.He'd appeared agitated—more than agitated, really. There was this tension in his jaw, a fidgety shift in his posture, as if his mind was racing too many things at once. When he informed me she was here—Amelia—I didn't know what to say. I was not anticipating the mention of this name tonight.I hadn't even had time to get used to it when Lucas had gotten up, grumbling that he needed something to drink. I'd seen him stride towards the bar, his shoulders set. Evelyn had trailed behind him a minute later, her







