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Elena's POV It had been two months since Adrian and I had fallen back into this complicated rhythm, and nothing about it felt simple anymore. He had stayed in New York. No more talk of returning to Italy, at least not anytime soon. That decision alone changed everything. It made his presence feel permanent, like he was weaving himself deeper into my life whether I was ready for it or not. We spent nights together sometimes at his mansion, sometimes at mine, drifting between the two places like we were testing how well we fit after everything that had happened. He was still making amends, showing up consistently in that annoyingly reliable way of his. No matter how much of a hard time I gave him and I gave him plenty he never backed down. He just kept trying, patient and steady, like he knew exactly what he had broken and was determined to fix it piece by piece. I wasn’t making it easy for him on purpose. Part of me still wanted him to prove himself more, to earn back the t

Elena’s POVHappy tears rolled down my cheeks before I could stop them. I turned my face away quickly, trying to pull myself together, because apparently I had turned into the kind of woman who cried in a doctor’s office over the news that she wasn’t pregnant. Pathetic. Absolutely pathetic.Still, a shaky little laugh slipped out of me anyway. The doctor gave me a polite, understanding smile the kind professionals keep ready for emotional patients and continued explaining everything in that calm, measured tone. Adrian sat right beside me, silent as a statue, his face giving away nothing. As usual. The man could win an award for emotional poker face, and right now I didn’t know whether I wanted to smack him or lean into his shoulder for support.Once the formalities were done and we had all the papers, we left the clinic. The ride home was quieter than I expected. Adrian barely said two words. His hands stayed on the wheel, one of them occasionally flexing like his brain was work

Adrian’s POV “Hurry up already, Elena. We’re getting late.” I stood at the bottom of the staircase in my New York mansion, checking my watch again. The cars were waiting outside, engines running, and the private jet was scheduled to leave in less than two hours. But this woman was still upstairs, taking her sweet time like we weren’t flying across the ocean today. Her parents had called a few days ago. They missed her badly after two long years of only video calls. Elena hadn’t told them she was staying with me. She knew how much they hated me after that incident. I didn’t blame them. I had given them every reason to. Still, she wanted to surprise them by showing up in Italy, and I wasn’t letting her go alone. Not with the kind of enemies I had. “Elena!” I called again, voice sharper this time. “The plane won’t wait because you’re fixing your hair.” “Five more minutes!” she shouted back, sounding completely unbothered. I exhaled slowly and leaned against the railing. This g

Elena’s POVThe morning started peacefully enough.I was in the kitchen helping Mom with breakfast when the doorbell rang. Dad went to answer it, and a few moments later he walked back in carrying a large, elegant black box with a silver ribbon. His face was already tight with suspicion.“This just arrived for you,” he said, placing the box on the table. “From him.”I knew exactly who “him” was.My heart gave a little jump as I untied the ribbon and lifted the lid. Inside lay the most beautiful evening gown I had ever seen — deep emerald green, silky fabric that shimmered under the light, with delicate lace details along the neckline and sleeves. Beneath it were matching heels, a small jewelry box, and a simple white card.I picked up the card first.Wear this tonight. Be ready at 8. I’ll pick you up.No questions. Just trust me.— AA short laugh escaped me. “Of course he’d say ‘no questions’.”Mom leaned over, eyes widening. “Oh, Elena… that dress is stunning.”Dad, however, didn’t

Elena’s POVI stepped inside the house late the next evening, the emerald dress carefully folded in a bag and Adrian’s diamond ring sparkling brightly on my left hand.The lights in the living room were still on. Mom and Dad were sitting on the couch, clearly waiting for me. Mom looked curious and a little worried. Dad looked… well, like Dad — arms crossed, eyebrows already furrowed.“You’re late,” Dad said the moment I closed the door.“I know. Sorry.” I walked over, kissed Mom on the cheek, then gave Dad a quick hug before sitting down on the armchair across from them. “It was a long night… yesterday.”Mom leaned forward, eyes scanning my face. “So? What happened? Where did he take you? You look… different.”I couldn’t stop the small smile that tugged at my lips. I lifted my left hand slowly and let the ring catch the light.Mom gasped. “Elena… is that…?”Dad’s eyes narrowed instantly on the diamond. “What is that?”I took a deep breath. “Adrian proposed yesterday night.”Silence fi