Chapter 96: Drunk Again

Livia’s Point of View

I spent the entire day sulking in my bed, wrapped in a cocoon of melancholy. Ajax was avoiding my calls like a skilled magician dodging bullets. Those days stretched out like a taut wire, unyielding and unchanging, as I yearned for him with an ache that seemed to seep into my very bones. The last time I stepped foot into his company, a vivid scene unfolded before my eyes. There he was, striding confidently out of a high-stakes meeting, his presence commanding the attention of everyone in the room. And by his side, a vision of elegance and grace, was Rue, their eyes locked in an intense exchange.

My heart sank as I gazed at the project before me, a labor of love that was meant to be my masterpiece. But to my dismay, it had been transformed, altered beyond recognition by the mischievous hands of my so-called friend. I don't harbor anger towards him for snatching it away, but I empathize with the reasons behind his actions. Ever since that incident, I made a firm d