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Chapter One
The vial was cold against her palm.. Aurora sat at the edge of the sofa, in her quiet sitting room. Her fingers curled slightly around the cold glass of the vial in her left hand. The other was holding her cellphone on which her gaze was fixed upon at the moment. There was an image displayed on the screen. An image of Ethan Langford, her husband at a charity gala. Ethan stood tall and immaculate in a tailored suit, with his arm wrapped around an exquisitely dressed woman whom she recognized at first glance. Celeste Moore. A beautiful and brilliant medical scientist. Ethan’s first love. The woman whom he’d never been able to forget about, and quite literally the one he lived for. The woman who was more capable and pleasing than his own ordinary wife, huddled at home. Aurora started breathing hard, the sound oppressive in the quiet sitting room. In the image, Celeste was reaching up to plant a kiss on Ethan’s cheeks. That was not the reason why Aurora’s eyes blurred with tears, or why her hands clenched tightly around the vial that it almost broke. The main reason was Ethan’s smile. It was so wide. So beautiful. So happy and so…rare. She had never seen him smile like this before, at least not to her. Nope, Ethan had never smiled at her. Ever since he’d woken up in the hospital six years ago, and his grandfather had introduced them and brought up their marriage, Ethan Langford had never smiled at her. She had never had any problem with that, however. She was too in love with him, and was content to give him all her smiles. But here he was, his arms wrapped around his first love while his dazzling thirty-two teeth were on display. “What a joke.” Aurora uttered calmly, her breathing slowly returning to normal. Although, there was still the dull ache in her heart that normally happened whenever she comes across any one of this kind of pictures. Ethan Langford and his first love, Celeste Moore, on vacation. Ethan Langford and his first love , Celeste Moore, the most attractive couple in all of Crestmont. Ethan Langford and Celeste Moore, Crestmont’s power couple. The comments were worse. “They look so good together!” “Thank God, Celeste is back. I can’t get enough of both of them!” “How can they be so perfect for each other?! I love them!” Aurora swallowed hard as another image came up on the screen. It was an image of Ethan and Celeste once more. This time, Ethan held a little girl in his arms, while Celeste was reaching up to to caress the little girl’s hair, her eyes filled with love and affection. The little girl was all smiles, basking in Celeste’s love filled gaze. Her dark hair was as curled as Ethan’s was, but her light colored eyes were all gotten from Aurora. This was her daughter Riley, a child she’d almost lost her life while birthing. In a bid to get them closer and for their flailing marriage to work, the Chairman of Langford Capital Group, Ethan’s grandfather had urged them to have a child together. They did have the child, Riley Langford, which proved to be a breath of fresh air to her in her suffocating marriage. Riley was the best thing she could ever ask for and Aurora was grateful to Ethan for giving Riley to her. But then Celeste returned, and just like her father, Riley was immediately enraptured by this oh-so-great woman. What’s more, Ethan encouraged it. He took their daughter to his meetings with Celeste, letting images of three of them as a perfect family circulate the internet while she stayed back at home, forgotten and miserable. With time, Riley had grown cold towards her as well and their marriage… It never got better, even with Riley’s birth. It was the same. Cold as ice. The way it had been for six years. “Six years,” Aurora muttered, closing her eyes and swallowing hard because her throat was suddenly too tight. Her hand closed around the vial of serum once more, and she let out a shaky breath. This was the only thing still keeping her here, still tying her to this marriage… The only reason she was able to forgive, and hope for a bright future with her husband and daughter. Just then, her phone buzzed again. This time, it wasn’t social media. Caspian: “It’s been six years, Aurora. The monitoring period should be complete by now. When will you return like you promised?” Aurora’s breath hitched. It was time, already?! She let out a shaky breath, her gaze calm as she looked at the vial in her hand once more. The bottle was tiny, and the content was as clear as the glass which surrounded it. Aurex-9 stabilization serum. Six years ago, when Ethan had been plagued by that illness, this was the only thing that had pulled him back from the brink of death. And for many years after that, it was the only thing that had kept him healthy. This serum was created by Seraph, an unknown medicine god whose exploits was widely heard of but no one had ever seen him or her. Aurora was grateful that he appeared when he did, creating the Aurex-9 serum and stabilizing Ethan. Not only that, the Aurex-9 had been supplied to the house for six years now. Because of the unique components of the serum and how it was tailored to Ethan’s body alone, this serum had to be administered twice a month for the stabilization process to work. Aurora stood up from the sofa, slipping the vial of serum into her pocket, while picking up the white box on the low table, that contained the other vial. Two doses. For six years, she’d administered this serum to Ethan twice in a month, never once missing the dosage, keeping him in good health just like she’d always wanted. This was the last month to complete the six years. There were just two doses remaining and then maybe… Just maybe, she would get her life back. Aurora glanced at her phone, at the image of three once more. Ethan, Celeste, and Riley. They looked so happy, so perfect. There was no place for her anymore. Her heart lurched with pain at the sight, and her usual calm, light colored gaze became hard. No. She was definitely getting her life back.Chapter Eighty-EightWith those words, she turned on her heels and scurried towards the door.“Celeste.”Ethan’s hand closed around her wrist before she had taken three steps. Celeste stopped, her chest heaving with emotions.She felt Ethan’s grip on her soft flesh, firm but not rough, the grip of a man who did not want her to leave and was not certain he could explain why.Her other hand gripped the silky material of her nightdress tightly,“I won’t make a scene,” she said through gritted teeth, “ I’ll be gone by morning. You won’t even have to—”“Celeste, stop!” Ethan uttered with a frustrated tone, “Why are you doing this?”Celeste let herself be turned back around. She let her eyes be wet. She looked up at him with the expression of a woman at the edge of something, and it was close enough to true that it cost her very little to hold.“Ethan Langford, how could you ask me that?” She said in a tight voice, her throat burning with undyed tears.She could not believe he was asking her
Chapter Eighty-SevenThe light under Ethan’s study door was the thin, concentrated kind that meant he had been sitting in the same position for hours. The kind of light that did not invite company.Celeste stood outside the door, and adjusted the straps of her flimsy nightdress. The material was so thin that it left nothing to the imagination. She took a deep breath and knocked tentatively on the heavy oak door..Inside, Ethan paused at the sound. He frowned, wondering who on earth pulled be awake by that time in the house, and even more still had the guts to come to his study.He somehow had an inkling of who would be at the door, and that was why he’d paused.He really did not need any disturbance that night,The knock came again this time, more rapt and urgent. Ethan sighed, and rubbed his brow.“Come in.”Celeste opened the door and stepped inside.The study was the most honest room in the Langford estate, she had always thought. It did not perform wealth the way the formal rooms
Chapter Eighty-SixLater that night, Celeste laid awake long after the house went quiet.She stared up at the ceiling of the room, sighing heavily. Sometimes she tossed and turned, her head whirling with unsettling thoughts.The room she was occupying in the Langford mansion was beautiful. It had been redecorated at her insistence when she’d moved into the house newly.Back then, Aurora had still been in the house but Ethan had done everything she’d asked for. She was only supposed to stay in the house for a short while, after Aurora had supposedly made her twist her ankle, but she’d demanded a full redecoration when she’d arrived.She knew the house had been decorated according to Aurora’s taste. That was why she had extreme pleasure in disseminating whatever was there.She’d changed everything; the colors, the furniture, the view over the east garden. Celeste had made it clear, without saying it directly, that the room was a statement of intention. Her presence in this wing of the
Chapter Eighty-EightThat feeling of safety did not last long however.Later that week, Celeste and the rest could finally return to home. Vera and Bella went along with them to meet Ethan as B’s discuss his next line of action.By the time they had all gathered in the main dining room, Vera and Bella had moved from the relief of Celeste’s perceived advantages to the familiar, more satisfying territory of grievance.Aurora was the easier target.Aurora was always the easier target.“There’s really no need to continue to dwell on that vicious woman any longer. She was just a gold digger,” Vera said, with a haughty little sniff, her nose head high.Her voice carried the particular satisfaction of a conclusion she had arrived at long ago and enjoyed revisiting. “That’s all she ever was. Latching on to the Vaughn family the moment she was out of this one. Did I not say from the beginning? A woman like that, with nothing to her name, with no family, no breeding, no—”“Enough.”Ethan’s voic
Chapter Eighty-SevenThe night Ethan had left his family at the Winter Ice Gala, the Langford convoy had returned home to the family estate in a state that could charitably be described as unsettled.Vera had not spoken for the first fifteen minutes of the drive, which anyone who knew Vera Langford understood was a form of pressure in itself.Bella had filled the silence with increasingly agitated murmuring that passed for thought. Celeste had sat with her hands folded and her expression neutral, watching the city slip past the window.Her entire night had been ruined. Tonight would have been one of those days, where she would have solidified her presence in Ethan’s life to the public, and now it was all in shambles.Ethan had become more displeased with her, and she got to become aware of the very disturbing fact of Aurora being involved with the Vaughn family.Her well manicured nails dug into the fine leather of the car seats in anger.“Aurora, I will show you.”Ethan had called a
Chapter Eighty-Six“I know things have changed,” Aurora finally continued, “Six years is not nothing. The whole shape of who matters and why will have shifted. Mentors retire. Rivalries resolve or deepen. The younger generation starts defining what the field looks at next.” She turned her cup once in her hands. “I’m not worried about any of that.”Caspian watched her.“You’re sure.” He asked carefully,“I know what I’m worth, come on” she said.There was no arrogance in it. It was delivered the way a person stated a measurement, plainly and without decoration. She was also a little miffed that Caspian would think she would be uncomfortable with it.She knew he meant well, however, so she did not push it, “I know what I was before I left and I know what I’ve built since. The six years weren’t lost time.” She uttered confidently, flipping her light colored hair over her shoulder, “They were different times. And I suspect, when the work becomes more visible, people will understand that.”
Chapter SixAurora’s froze underneath him and her eyes widened in alarm for a second, as the realization of what he’d just said crashed through her.Shit!He was right.Six years ago, when she’d newly married Ethan, he’d called her into on his study with all the formality of a businessman calling o
Chapter FiveAurora returned to the quiet house, and went straight to her bedroom, silently acknowledging the housekeeper who greeted her.She headed to her closet and began calmly packing her things, taking her time because there was not much to pack in there.She did not own a lot of things and t
Chapter FourCeleste turned towards Ethan at that moment, her doe eyes as bright as the stars.“This is really so beautiful, Ethan.” She uttered, holding the necklace up, “Can you help me put it on? I want to see how it looks like.”Ethan got up without a word, taking the jewelry box from her hands
Chapter ThreeAurora spent the next few hours of the ceremony sitting in the shadows feeling numb.Her gaze never left the front row seats where Riley sat with Ethan and Celeste. They looked so happy and Riley looked so content. Aurora felt her heart aching once more.Does this mean that she was n







