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Surrendered Desires The Memory That Refused to Die
Ariana’s POVThere are stories that live at the bottom of you. The kind you bury so deep, even your dreams forget how to find them. Until one day—something quiet, something subtle—pulls at the thread. And everything unravels. For me, it was the smell of smoke. Not fire. Not danger. Just burnt cinnamon on the stove. Luca had overtoasted breakfast again. I laughed. He apologized. I waved it off. But the scent… It took me back fifteen years. Back to a different kind of heat. To a beach. To a boy. To the only goodbye that ever shattered me completely.I hadn’t thought about that day in so long. Not the details. Not fully. I had talked around it in therapy. Hinted at it in my journal. But I had never let myself go back. Not fully.Not until now. Luca noticed the way I froze. His eyes narrowed slightly. “You okay?” I nodded. But my voice didn’t come out. Because memory was already clawing at me. Insisting. And I couldn’t run from it this time. So I let it take me.Back to the summer I met th
Surrendered Desires His Kingdom of Quiet
Ariana’s POVDaniel’s silence used to feel like a wall. Now it felt like a grave. Not of a man — but of an image. The polished version of him that he built carefully and protected viciously. It was falling apart, piece by piece. And this time, he wasn’t spinning the story. He wasn’t posting carefully-worded statements. He wasn’t sitting on podcasts pretending to be evolved. He had disappeared, from Luxe, from media, from relevance. But I knew better than to think he was gone. Men like Daniel didn’t disappear.They regrouped. They calculated. They waited for the world to calm down, so they could sneak back in with a new mask. But this time, I was the one controlling the narrative.Two days after the story broke, Evelyn called with a sharpness in her voice that instantly made me stand.“The Luxe board finalized their vote.”I held my breath.“He’s out.”Just like that. No warning. No grace period. No final speech to the team. “Effective immediately, Daniel Cole has stepped down from h
Surrendered Desires We Never Needed Permission
Ariana’s POVI stood at the window at sunrise, barefoot, a warm mug in hand. The sky was streaked with muted lavender and gold — soft, like it hadn’t yet decided what kind of day it wanted to be.For the first time in a long time, neither anxiety nor rage woke me. Just stillness.The kind that comes after fire. When there’s nothing left to burn, only space to build.The bag of old dresses was already gone. Luca had dropped it off at the shelter before I even woke up.He didn’t leave a note. He knew I’d know. We moved in rhythm now — not perfect, not always aligned, but aware of each other’s pain and peace like breath. And the more I let him witness me in my mess, the more I realized… I had never been too much. I had just been unseen.*****Evelyn texted mid-morning:/Board vote today. Outcome likely within 48 hours. We’re watching it unfold in real time now.Attached was a screenshot from Luxe’s internal news portal. A headline:/ “Leadership Restructuring Under Consideration as Cultu
Surrendered Desires And Then They Turned on Him
Ariana’s POVI knew it would happen. Eventually, but I didn’t expect it to feel like this. Quiet. Uneasy. Almost sad. The same morning the Sentinel story spread across the country, I opened my inbox to find messages from names I hadn’t seen in years.One from a Luxe board member, one from a former assistant, one — shockingly — from Elise. Yes. That Elise. The woman Daniel once swore was “just a colleague.”The same woman whose perfume lingered on his shirt when I confronted him and he said I was overthinking again. Now she was writing:// “Ariana, I just want to say I’m sorry. I believed everything he said about you. And I realize now… I was part of the machine that helped erase you. I didn’t know. But that’s no excuse. Thank you for speaking up. If you need a statement from me, I’m ready.”I stared at the screen for a long time. Not because I was shocked, but because I had nothing left to say to her. Forgiveness wasn’t the point anymore, reckoning was.*****By midday, Daniel’s name
Surrendered Desires The Day the Silence Cracked
Ariana’s POVIt started with a single phone call, not from Evelyn, not Luca, not even Jordan. Someone from The Sentinel — a respected, national publication that rarely touched personal scandals. But they weren’t calling about gossip.They were calling about the documents. The ones Jordan had handed me weeks ago. The ones we submitted to the court. The ones that had already begun to leak.// “We’ve independently verified fragments of the internal memos,” the journalist said, her voice calm but urgent.“They’re damning. Would you be open to an exclusive?”I didn’t answer right away. I stood in the kitchen, phone in one hand, mug in the other, watching steam swirl in the quiet morning light.“Why now?” I asked.There was a pause. Then she said, “Because people are finally ready to listen. And you’re not the only one with a story.”That caught me off guard.“What do you mean?”“We’ve received tips from two other former Luxe employees. One says her exit package was tied to a silence clause
Surrendered Desires Let the Fire Speak
Ariana’s POVThe day the court finally reopened the case, the city smelled like heat. Not summer heat — but old tension rising from the ground. The kind of heat that made people restless, made the air feel heavy even before the sky darkened. Luca drove me in silence.His hand was on my thigh the entire way. Not moving. Not trembling. Just there — like an anchor. The documents Jordan gave us were in my bag, printed, marked, and protected. Evelyn had reviewed every single page.Her words that morning were short: “We don’t need to scream. The evidence will.” Still, my body was a quiet riot.I kept hearing Daniel’s voice in my head — not the one from memory. The one from the recording. The one that said I was “spiraling,” “unfocused,” “unpredictable.”And the worst part? He’d said it like a compliment wrapped in concern.*********The courtroom wasn’t full — not like the movies, but it didn’t need to be. Just Daniel, his legal team, Evelyn, me, and the judge. I didn’t look at him right a
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