Celeste’s POVI should have been focused. The winter collection sketches were scattered across the table in front of me, delicate drawings of snow-dusted necklaces and frost-inspired earrings, and the fine-tipped pens were still warm with ink in my fingers.But my stomach was twisting, coiling tighter with every passing second as I scrolled through my phone.And then I saw it.I almost choked on the scone I had been trying to eat for breakfast.There it was, splashed across every tabloid I hadn’t even realized I’d opened, the kind I usually avoided like a plague. Ryan Edwards and a new lady love—Crown Luxe heir spotted in downtown brunch rendezvous with socialite.And the picture, oh God, the picture, showed him laughing, leaning into her as if the world had nothing else to offer him. She was polished, poised, perfect.Every bit of her screamed sophistication, elegance, belonging in his orbit. And there I was, sitting in my studio, a half-eaten scone on my plate, hair in a messy bun, s
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