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Chapter 7 A Heartbreaking decision
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Once Upon a Marriage Chapter 60 Foothold
Eloise The city was quiet tonight. Even the usual hum of traffic beyond my window felt muted, as though the world itself was catching its breath. In the hush of my small apartment, I sat cross-legged on the carpet, pencil scratching against sketch paper illuminated by my single brass table lamp. Max lay curled under his dinosaur-print blanket, his small chest rising and falling in even rhythm. I watched him sleep for a long while before returning to my lines and curves, shading the arch of a necklace design that mimicked the sweep of his lashes against his cheek. I had picked him up in the morning. “Light,” I murmured to myself, pressing the pencil tip deeper into the paper, “but strong.” My phone buzzed beside me. I flinched, heart pounding with instinctive dread. But it wasn’t Lucian’s name lighting the screen. Or Mike’s. Instead, it was an email notification. Subject: Custom Commission Request – Private Client My hands shook as I unlocked it. The message was short, direct: M
Once Upon a Marriage Chapter 59 Enemies closer
JenniferMy thumb hovered over the screen, refreshing Eloise’s Instagram page for what felt like the thousandth time today. Every refresh brought a new wave of bile rising up my throat.“Eloise Sinclair stuns the industry with emotional Ironheart collection.”“A mother’s heartbreak turned into sculptural brilliance.”“Upcoming face of resilience and feminist expression.”I threw my phone across the marble kitchen counter. It skidded and slammed into the ceramic vase at the edge. The vase wobbled but didn’t fall. I clenched my jaw in irritation.“Lucky bitch,” I hissed under my breath.The morning sun streamed through the floor-to-ceiling windows of my apartment, catching on the polished surfaces and pristine designer furniture. The place felt colder lately. I padded across the glossy tiles in my silk robe and picked up my phone. A hairline crack now split across the corner of the screen. Great. Another small thing to fix.Just like Eloise. Another stain to scrub from my future.My ph
Once Upon a Marriage Chapter 58 Wind of change
Mike The gallery was almost empty now. Assistants packed up folding chairs and rolled away racks of spare lighting. The scattered guests who remained lingered in clusters near the exits, soft murmurs drifting across polished concrete floors. But all I saw was Eloise. She stood near the centre plinth, her slender shoulders squared despite her visible exhaustion. Her hair, pinned back elegantly earlier, now curled in wild wisps around her flushed face. She was laughing softly at something Damon said, her eyes crinkling with a brightness I hadn’t seen in months. My chest burned. I shifted uncomfortably, adjusting the knot of my tie. It felt too tight, choking me even as I loosened it slightly. The tailored navy suit I wore, usually a shield of quiet power in my consulting meetings, felt like cheap theatre here. Because Damon stood in front of her in his black turtleneck, he owned the entire gallery space – no, like he belonged in it. His posture was casual but confident, hands tuck
Once Upon a Marriage Chapter 57 Birth of brilliance
Eloise The gallery lights cast a muted gold across the white walls, each display plinth glowing like a moonlit altar. I stood near the entrance, my palms damp, watching as buyers, stylists, and press filtered in with hushed admiration. Their voices hummed around me – snippets of praise, curious questions, reverent silence when their gazes fell on each piece. My pieces. Each sculptural work sat in minimalist isolation under glass domes or mounted on clear acrylic stands. Rough-brushed silver twisted around molten gold in jagged cuffs and layered chokers. Bronze interlaced with black rhodium in raw, brutal earrings shaped like shattered wings. At the centre of the gallery, a heavy breastplate necklace dominated its plinth – wide hammered silver segments inspired by Max’s drawing of an iron-clad superhero chest. I breathed in deeply, the crisp scent of white lilies from the arrangements at each corner grounding me. Around me, candle sconces flickered against the exposed concrete beam
Once Upon a Marriage Chapter 56 Between wolves
Eloise The soft glow of dawn pooled into my atelier, pale gold flooding across polished floors and illuminating sketches pinned on every wall. My fingers trembled as I adjusted the clasp on one of the velvet display busts, fastening a brushed silver collar necklace into place. Each link gleamed, elegant and cold, reflecting the emptiness I felt within. Today was launch day. My rebranding day. A quiet, private unveiling of my new line under my reimagined name – Eloise V. Designs. It was like a testing name, not sure I will be using it. The anxiety in my chest refused to settle. My reflection in the atelier’s tall glass windows showed a woman in a cream satin blouse, hair brushed sleekly back, eyes rimmed with dark circles. I pinched my cheeks to bring colour into them, forcing a shaky breath. Behind me, the glass door creaked. I didn’t turn. The scent of Mike’s cologne drifted in first, clean cedar and faint citrus. I heard his hesitant footsteps pause just beyond the jeweller
Once Upon a Marriage Chapter 55 A dangerous offer
Lucian I sank into the plush leather armchair by my office window, swirling the remaining amber liquid in my glass. The scotch glowed under the early dusk light, casting honeyed reflections across the Italian marble floor. Outside, the city skyline rose in jagged steel silhouettes, bathed in blood-orange sunset. But none of its beauty reached me today. My phone buzzed atop the glass table, rattling slightly against the crystal decanter. I ignored it at first, staring blankly at the shifting horizon. When it buzzed again, insistent, I snatched it up with an irritated sigh. “Speak,” I snapped. “It’s Julian from Ristov PR,” came the crisp voice. “Apologies for the late update, sir, but I thought you’d want to know immediately. There’s talk spreading through the upper design circles today.” I felt a familiar tightening in my chest, an ancient predatory tension. “What talk.” “It appears Damon Grey has been showing… unusual interest in Eloise Sinclair’s upcoming collection,” Julian co
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