Adrian’s POVI woke up with a throbbing headache. I held my head, dragging myself downstairs to grab a glass of milk. I was at the dining table with the cup in hand when my dad stormed out of his study, looking furious. I just stood there, already wondering what I had done this time.“What’s this, Adrian!” he barked, slamming his tab on the table.I picked it up and nearly dropped it again. On the screen was a picture of me raising Lucy’s hand, in a way that looked like I was about to kiss her. The caption read: “Adrian chooses love over duty—goes for who he wants.”I exhaled slowly. My chest felt heavy. I knew it—something was in that drink yesterday. This picture just proved it.I cleared my throat, unsure how to respond. Wasn’t it supposed to be a no-media party? How on earth had someone captured this?“You’re only seventeen for crying out loud, Adrian! Do you know how this is going to affect the Company?” my father roared.“Dad, the media twisted it. I would never do this, and
Adrian’s POVHow on earth is that possible? Elena never even came close to the top twenty.I let out a dry laugh, but beneath it, my chest felt heavy. Elena? Beating me? That didn’t make sense.“That’s not Elena,” I heard Lucy growl angrily beside me.Oh please, don’t start. I shot her a look that said don’t even try it. For some reason, I couldn’t really figure out what was between the two of them— like their predecessors had unfinished business, fueling their hatred.***We had just finished brunch, stretching out and relaxing in our private lounge, when Lucy walked in.“What’s that for, Lucy?” I asked, immediately she sat beside me.“What’s what?” she replied, rolling her eyes dramatically.“What’s really with you and Elena? Why do you hate her so much?” I turned fully to her.“That’s not like you, Adrian,” Kade smirked. “Don’t tell me you’re starting to like Elena.”Lucien looked up from his phone, just for a second, raising an eyebrow. I glared at Kade. “That’s not even possibl
Bella’s POVI lay in bed, still feeling that tingling sensation from what had happened back in school.Lucien and I had been going out on several dates, and I’d been eagerly waiting for him to make it official. I imagined it happening in some dreamy way — but I didn’t expect it today.He had pulled me aside earlier, looked straight into my eyes, and said he couldn’t wait any longer. That he wanted to get serious with me.I said yes immediately. Why wouldn’t I?My joy faded when Elena’s reaction came rushing back, like a sudden cold wave.Why couldn’t she just be happy for me? Just once, I wanted her warmth and genuine excitement for me. She couldn’t even give me that.Emris’s call came in unexpectedly.“Hey, what’s up?” I breathed.“I noticed you weren’t yourself earlier. What’s wrong?” His voice held concern.“It’s okay, Emris,” I replied. I almost told him I was now official with Lucien, but the thought that he might react just like Elena made me swallow the words.“Alright then, s
Tessa as Elena’s POV“What’s wrong?” Bella asked, sitting close to me.“Nothing, Bella. I just think Lucien isn’t right for you,” I said, glancing at her. “Maybe he’s just… deceiving you.”“What do you mean by that?” she asked, folding her hands.“I saw Lucien—” I began, but she cut me off quickly.“I thought you’d be happy for me, Elena?” she said, standing up. “I was always happy for you, and now you can’t even do the same for me?” Her scoff was light, but the pain on her face wasn’t.“Bella, please calm down—” But she was already heading to the door, just as Emris walked in, looking surprised.“What’s up with her?” he asked, gesturing toward the door.“Nothing, Emris,” I said with a heavy sigh.“I came to get you and Bella for science class.”“Oh. Let’s go then.” I stood up and left with him.***After science class, I was trying to jot something down, when our math tutor walked in, smiling.“Hello, class,” he greeted warmly, scanning the room. He taught Arithmetic Progression fo
Tessa’s POV“Mum, it’s nothing. Just forget about it,” I said quickly. “It’s just a random message from a fan,” I added, brushing it off as if it meant nothing.She only sighed, nodded, and stood up. “Let me allow you to rest since you’ll be going to school tomorrow,” she said.“Thank you Mum,” I replied as she walked toward the door.***The next morning, at exactly 6 a.m., I had just woken up and was getting ready for the day when Ayla knocked and stepped inside.“Ma’am, you have a live session with your fan base this morning.”“Oh, really?” I said, my face lighting up. There were fans of Elena who were genuinely loving, and I had to admit — that was something I truly enjoyed.“There have been so many requests for a live session after the news about you finding the real murderer went online.” she giggled.“What time?” I asked.“By 7 a.m., ma’am. Just thirty minutes, and you’ll be done.”“Alright, let me prepare.”“I’ll be here by 6:50 to set up the camera,” she said before leaving
Tessa as Elena’s POV“What are you doing here?” My voice rang out, making Elena’s mum and everyone else in the room look up.My chest felt heavy. Could I not get a single moment to breathe before another problem landed in my lap? I had seen Lucy’s threatening message yesterday but hadn’t paid close attention to it — I didn’t even understand the secrets she was talking about.“She’s your classmate, darling,” Elena’s mum said, standing up from the couch and walking toward me. Zane stood by my side, rubbing my hand gently.“Get out.” Zane muttered. Lucy gave a scornful smile, but her eyes lingered on me like a silent threat before she stepped out — with Adrian following her.I exhaled slowly.“What’s going on?” Elena’s mum asked, her brows furrowed in concern as she moved closer.“It’s nothing, Mum,” I replied quickly. “You have nothing to worry about.”“I will worry, Elena. I will,” she said as her brows furrowed.“Mum…” I said gently.“Yes — this is the same way we ‘had nothing to w