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Chapter 6: Given
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2025-05-23 12:25:38Noelle watched Adrian adjust Bianca’s posture, their faces close, their conversation private. A dull ache settled in her chest, but she kept her expression neutral.
“Grace?” she said softly.
Grace turned to her, snapping out of her glare. “Yeah?”
“I think I left my phone in your car. Could you grab it for me?”
Grace paused, studying her. “You okay? You’re acting off.”
“I’m fine,” Noelle said with a small smile. “Just need my phone.”
Still suspicious, Grace sighed. “Alright. Stay put.” She squeezed Noelle’s shoulder and walked off.
As soon as Grace disappeared, Noelle pulled a velvet box from her purse. Her fingers shook as she opened it and removed the engagement ring. She stared at it a moment before slipping it off.
“You were never meant for me,” she whispered. She placed the ring back in the box and shut it.
Looking around, she spotted a woman with glasses and a clipboard nearby. Noelle walked up and tapped her on the shoulder. “Excuse me.”
The woman turned. “Yes?”
“I have a gift for Bianca Monroe. From Adrian Blackwood,” Noelle said, holding out the box.
The woman’s eyes widened when she saw what was inside. “Oh my god,” she whispered. “Is this the Soul ring?”
Noelle didn’t answer.
“It’s legendary,” the woman went on. “Valerie Aleeksev designed it. There’s only one. It was made to represent the giver’s soul. Adrian bought this? For Bianca?”
Noelle said nothing. The woman’s excitement made it harder to breathe.
“Oh, sorry,” the woman said quickly. “I’m Chloe Daniels, Bianca’s manager.”
Noelle nodded. Chloe took the box like it was treasure. “You must be Adrian’s assistant. Thank you—Bianca’s going to love this.”
Noelle just smiled weakly and walked away.
As she turned, she ran into Grace, who looked confused.
“Noelle? I couldn’t find your phone. Are you sure it’s in my car?”
Noelle froze for a second. “Maybe it’s in my bag,” she said quietly.
Grace narrowed her eyes. “You’re lying. What’s going on?” Her gaze shifted to the photoshoot. Adrian and Bianca were laughing now. “Noelle… what did you do?”
Noelle shook her head. “Nothing. Let’s go.”
Grace grabbed her arm gently. “Wait. Why are you—”
“I said drive me home!” Noelle snapped.
The shout silenced Grace. Noelle’s face was wet with tears. She turned and walked quickly toward the exit.
“Noelle, wait!” Grace called, heels echoing on the floor as she chased after her.
Noelle didn’t stop until she reached the car. She leaned against it, breaking down completely.
Grace caught up and pulled her into a hug, holding her tight.
“What happened?” she asked gently, brushing Noelle’s hair back.
Noelle only shook her head, her face buried in Grace’s shoulder. “Nothing,” she said between sobs.
Grace held her close. “Please talk to me.”
But Noelle stayed silent.
Eventually, Grace pulled back and cupped her face. “Okay. Let’s get you home. We’ll talk later.”
Noelle nodded. Grace helped her into the car and got behind the wheel.
As they drove off, Grace glanced at her. Noelle stared out the window, tears still falling. Grace gripped the steering wheel tighter.
This wasn’t over.
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