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Chapter 21

Author: Ember
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CALISTA'S P.O.V.

The silence between us stretched so thick, I could almost reach out and touch it. If Roman was stiff before he walked into the penthouse, now he was like a statue, his body rigid, his jaw locked so tight it might snap.

I sat beside him as he drove us to the boutique in his sleek, black(not surprising)car. We were aware of each other, of the silent animosity between the two of us; he was doing a good job at pretending I didn't exist. Ever since I told him to act like nothing happened, he hadn't looked my way.

Not that it bothers me or anything. I'm fine, totally fine. If he wanted silence, I'd give it to him.

We pulled up in front of a boutique I had only ever seen in big fashion magazines: Madisonville Aurelian. She was popular for her outstanding designs, known for dressing the wives of billionaires, celebrities, and royalty.

I was so stunned, I turned to Roman, forgetting how I said I wouldn't be the one to speak first.

“Aurelian?”

“Yes,” he said simply.

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