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Chapter 28: The Whisper Campaign
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There are whispers now. Not the kind that float softly through the air like background noise. These whispers cling like smoke; thick and suffocating. They pause when I enter a room, then resume when I turn my back. The first time I heard the whispers, I was in the vendor hallway at the Riverglass Pavilion. Two florists, one from Tuscany and the other from London, stood by the espresso cart murmuring between sips. “Did you hear about the planner? Something about a missing bracelet… Sera’s, I think.” “Zane’s fiancée?” the other asked, eyes wide, excitement disguised as concern. “Apparently she didn’t press charges. Must be out of pity.” They stopped talking the moment they noticed me. I gave them a stiff nod, my cheeks burning. But the look in their eyes said it all. My whole personality as a decorated planner had gone down the drain.. all they saw me as was the woman who might’ve stolen something from a billionaire’s bride. I walked past them with my head high, but inside, my che
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Zane had been silent through it all. And then he coughed. “Amara,” Zane said. “There seems to be another confusion about the bridesmaid fabric.” “I have the approved sample in my file,” I said evenly, handing it over. “The decorator received it a week ago.” Sera snatched it, lips pursing. “This isn’t blush taupe. This is mauve. Mauve is a funeral color.” “It’s the exact swatch you signed off on. You wrote the initials yourself.” “I did not.” Sera turned to Zane. “I think she’s deliberately undermining things. There have been too many mistakes lately.” “Sera, I’m too busy to play cat and mouse with you. I frankly don’t care about your wedding. I want to do my job and get paid.” Sera‘s nostrils flared. She was angry; I could tell. She was like a kettle soon to boil over. She turned to her fiancé. “Zane? What do you have to say about this?” We both turned to him. Sera narrowed her eyes at him, silently daring him to take my side. I lowered my expectations to the barest minimum. Of
The Vows We Fake Chapter 28: The Whisper Campaign
I stood beside the massive arched window in the bridal showroom, clipboard pressed to my chest, my jaw aching from clenching. Outside, deliveries came and went like clockwork. Inside, chaos was brewing hot. “Does anyone know why the cake vendor didn’t arrive?” Sera’s voice echoed in the room. “I was under the impression today was the tasting. Wasn’t it, Amara?” I turned, spine straight, and offered a placid smile. “There was a scheduling shift. They’re due in tomorrow. I sent a revised itinerary yesterday morning.” “Oh.” Sera blinked dramatically, glancing around as if performing for invisible cameras. “I must’ve missed that… or maybe it didn’t come through. It’s hard to keep track with all the confusion lately.” “I'll forward it again.” I caught the brief look exchanged between the florist and Sera’s stylist. Thy didn’t have to speak to show that they had new opinions about me, and not positive ones. The seed was already planted. Another note in the growing chorus of whispers ab
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The Montclaire Grand Hall was decorated beautifully. Gold-trimmed drapes swayed beneath soaring chandeliers, while waiters in black bowties floated through the crowd, glasses of rosé perched on polished trays. An orchestra played something elegant in the background, the kind of music that filled silences between laughter and gossip of rich people. I stood near a marble pillar at the edge of the ballroom, the chill of the stone grounding me. My black dress was simple and understated. I wanted to blend in comfortably. It was comfortable enough to hide the slight limp in my steps due to my injury a few days ago. I traced the rim of my untouched champagne glass, eyes trained on the stage being prepped across the room. The crowd was filled with influence. Politicians, moguls, socialites, influencers. The wedding had become a spectacle, and tonight’s gala was the opening act. Sponsors had been whispering about turning the event into a brand: The Wedding Of The Decade. I felt like an i
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