Everything happened so fast, and suddenly, Miss Faith approached me, accompanied by one of the event organizers. Miss Faith came toward me with a smile, her eyes scanning me as if amazed by what she saw. It almost felt like she could tell right away that this was my first time wearing something like this. "Miss Cuevas," she said, glancing at the woman beside her. "This is Miss Krisha. She'll escort you to your seat." I frowned slightly, confused, but I forced a polite smile in front of them. "Good evening, Miss Cuevas. This way, please," Krisha said, gesturing ahead before walking in front of me. I kept my slight frown but started walking after her anyway. Miss Faith simply smiled at me again before staying behind, as a few people approached her to talk. No one had informed me that I had a designated seat because I honestly thought I could sit anywhere I wanted. My nerves tightened when I realized it was somewhere close to the front. "D-Do I really have to sit there? I'm fine s
If I had the choice not to attend the party, I would’ve taken it in a heartbeat. But that was impossible since I was required to be there. Tonight was the launch of De Luca Jewelry’s new collection, and I was the one who designed it. Leandro and my team made it clear that I couldn’t skip this event, even though all I wanted to do was hide under my blanket and pretend to be sick. I was now standing in front of the mirror at home, staring at my reflection. I clutched my silver bag so tightly it was as if it was the one holding me together. My chest grew heavier when I remembered this would be my first time attending a high-profile social event. I wasn’t ready for this and honestly, I doubted I’d ever be ready for this kind of world. Especially since I was sure I’d run into Luciana and Madam Celestine again. God, I just hoped they wouldn’t come near me tonight. The last thing I wanted was to be humiliated in front of all these people. “What’s with that face? You look like you’re going
Three days had passed since I spent that day with Leandro in his mansion, and somehow, the days that followed had been… peaceful. At least for the most part. I hadn’t seen a single trace of Luciana or Madam Celestine at the company these past few days, and honestly, that alone felt like such a relief. It was as if someone had lifted a heavy weight off my chest, even if just for a little while. Without their presence hovering around like storm clouds ready to rain on me, I could finally breathe. Maybe not freely, but enough to make it through the day without constantly glancing over my shoulder. But just because they weren’t around didn’t mean I was completely safe. Not even close. I couldn’t escape the stares. No one had said anything to my face. Not directly, at least, but I didn’t need to hear their whispers to know what they were thinking. That scene, the one where Leandro carried me out of the company lobby, had already done enough damage. I could still feel it burning at the
Even though I quickly averted my gaze from him, I still waited for his answer. No matter how hard I tried to distract myself, his words kept replaying in my head like a broken record. I had this gnawing feeling that I wouldn’t be able to sleep tonight until I heard his explanation.“Why?” he asked, brows furrowing slightly.I swallowed hard, feeling a wave of nervousness and embarrassment wash over me. What if he thought I was being too nosy? What if he wondered why I was still curious about this after everything? My fingers fiddled with the hem of my blouse under the table while I bit my lower lip, forcing myself to sit up straighter and muster some courage. Finally, I turned to face him again, even though my heart was thudding against my ribs.“I’m just… curious if you’re telling the truth,” I admitted softly. “I-It’s just hard to believe… since you’re engaged to her.” My voice came out hesitant as I gave a small shrug, trying to make it sound casual even though my insides were anyt
Leandro’s gaze stayed locked on me, steady and unreadable, and it made my chest tighten in the most uncomfortable way. I quickly looked away, pretending to focus on my sketchpad instead, but I could still feel his stare on me like heat brushing against my skin.My phone wouldn’t stop ringing either. Rafael. Of course.“Why don’t you answer it?” Leandro finally asked, his voice deep and calm, but there was something in the way his brows slightly drew together as he glanced at my phone again.I shook my head quickly, forcing a small smile as I fiddled with the edge of my sketchpad. “I’ll talk to him later. I’m still working,” I said softly, hoping he’d drop the subject.But then I heard him chuckle under his breath, low and amused, and my head snapped up before I could stop myself.“It’s already lunch time,” he said simply, leaning slightly against the edge of his desk with that frustratingly composed posture. “Answer it. It might be important.”I let out a sigh, resisting the urge to r
I didn't know what to think first. Should I process what he said about not loving Luciana... or the fact that I'm here, standing in front of his house?When the car finally stopped, he immediately stepped out, moving with that calm, composed air of his, while my hands fumbled with the seatbelt to catch up with him. I was still trying to gather my thoughts when the car door suddenly opened from his side. I froze for a second, startled, especially when he slightly bent forward, reaching out as if he was about to lift me.My eyes widened and I instinctively raised my hand, shaking my head quickly. "No."The faint crease in his brows deepened, confusion flickering across his face as if he couldn't quite understand why I stopped him. I exhaled sharply, trying to sound firm despite the way my heart was pounding."I can walk," I said softly, forcing a small smile. "I'm fine."His jaw tightened, a subtle clench that told me he didn't agree with me one bit. But to my relief, he didn't argue. A