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No Way to Win Me Back Chapter Two Hundred and Ninety-Four
Celeste’s POVI woke up before the alarm.Maybe it was nerves. Maybe it was exhaustion disguised as anticipation. Or maybe it was just the weight of the last few days pressing into my lungs before I was even fully conscious.But today wasn’t about me.It was Molly’s first day of school.She was already sitting on her bed when I walked in, her tiny backpack on her shoulders even though she was still in her pajamas. Her feet kicked nervously against the mattress.“You excited, sweetheart?” I asked softly.She nodded, but her little hands fidgeted. “What if I don’t make any friends?”Oh.I knelt in front of her and tucked a curl behind her ear. “Molly Edwards, listen to me.”Her big hazel eyes blinked up at me.“Friends aren’t made in one day. They’re made by being yourself. And you… you are the kindest, funniest little girl I know. Anyone would be lucky to be your friend.”She sat with that for a second, and then she whispered, “Okay.”On the way downstairs, Ryan was already waiting in t
No Way to Win Me Back Chapter Two Hundred and Ninety-Three
Celeste’s POVThe next morning, Grace just walked into my studio, her steps unnervingly even, and her expression unreadable.There was no lingering guilt from our last argument.“Grace?” I straightened in my chair, confused. “What’s going on?”She set a white envelope on my desk.My stomach tightened. “What is this?”Her voice was steady. “My resignation.”The words didn’t land at first. They hovered over me, suspended in the air, waiting for my brain to catch up.When they finally sank in, everything inside me lurched.“What?” My voice cracked. “Grace… no, what are you talking about?”“I’m leaving Rosemary,” she said simply, without any hint of a hesitation.It would’ve hurt less if she’d screamed. If she’d cried. If she’d said we needed space. But this calm, detached tone felt like being erased cleanly and quietly.My throat tightened painfully. “Grace, you can’t just—this is your home. Your work. We built this together.”A faint shadow passed over her face, too fast for me to deciph
No Way to Win Me Back Chapter Two Hundred and Ninety-Two
Grace’s POVI don’t know what pushed me to take the test that night.Maybe the leftover sting of my argument with Celeste. Maybe the exhaustion sitting behind my eyes is like bruises. Or maybe it was the strange heaviness sitting low in my stomach for days.Whatever it was, I found myself in my bathroom, standing in the dim light with a pregnancy test clutched so tightly in my fist the plastic creaked.I shouldn’t have been shaking. I’d always been the strong one, the rational one, the one with plans and backup plans. But the moment the two undeniable lines appeared I felt something inside me collapse.Pregnant.My knees buckled and I sank onto the cold tile floor.A laugh slipped out, broken and breathless, because of all the things that had gone wrong this week… this was the one thing I hadn’t even imagined.My hands covered my face. Tears soaked through instantly.Pregnant.With Gideon’s child.For a long time, I just sat there, listening to myself breathe unevenly, letting the shoc
No Way to Win Me Back Chapter Two Hundred and Ninety-One
Celeste’s POVEverything was a mess.The kind you couldn’t fix with a few late nights or clever planning.This was the kind that seeped into the walls, into the emails piling in my inbox, into the way people looked at me when I walked into Rosemary.Orders were plummeting and the media was vicious.Worst of all, even Ryan, who had nothing to do with any of this, was now being dragged into the storm.One headline actually read:“Did Celeste Sinclair manipulate her Heir assistant into devotion?”As if I’d ever needed to force Ryan into anything. As if that man hadn’t built his own path beside mine by choice, not compulsion.But the public liked their stories messy, dramatic, and cruel. And they were more than happy to twist the tragedy of Grace and me into a narrative where I was the villain pulling strings.I hadn’t slept properly in two days. I barely ate. Even Molly tiptoed around me, sensing the heaviness I carried like wet cloth clinging to my skin.And Grace…After taking the morni
No Way to Win Me Back Chapter Two Hundred and Ninety
Vanessa’s POVMrs. Collins’s penthouse was exactly what I expected, marble floors so white they almost glowed.Only the elite of the jewelry world, the critics who mattered, the judges who would shape the next decade of design acclaim.And, of course, me.Eight months pregnant and still, effortlessly, the most put-together woman in the room.I stepped inside with Melissa right behind me, more for show than necessity. But people soften around a pregnant woman, and I wasn’t above using that softness if it meant winning.“Vanessa, darling,” Mrs. Collins greeted, her smile warm but her eyes sharp, calculating. “I’m so glad you made it.”I returned the smile sweetly. “Wouldn’t miss it for the world. Thank you so much for inviting me.”Manipulation wasn’t just about words, it was tone, posture, the exact tilt of one’s head. Mine was perfect.The room quieted as I entered, just briefly. Enough to let the whisper pass through the crowd:Crown Luxe’s rising star.The pregnant genius designer.M
No Way to Win Me Back Chapter Two Hundred and Eighty-Nine
Celeste’s POVThe notification lit up my phone just as I was reviewing gemstone orders in my office, and I ignored it as I usually did.If it was anything important then Ryan or Rachel would let me know.So, I ignored the next couple of notifications as well.I didn’t think to check until Ryan pushed open the door to my studio, his face ashen.“What is it?” I asked with a frown.Ryan silently walked over and placed his phone on the table.Squinting, I read the headline.“Inside the Cracks of Rosemary Atelier — An Exclusive with Celeste Sinclair and Grace Matthews.”My stomach turned to ice.The interview.The one we never finished.The one where Grace and I had kept interrupting each other, clipped too sharply, our frustration leaking between the words like poison.The one where I’d told the interviewer, as calmly as I could manage, that we weren’t continuing with the interview, we hadn’t even finished it and not to publish it.She had nodded sympathetically with a promise of professio
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