The elevator doors slid open with a soft chime.For a moment, I didn’t move.Everything from the last hour replayed inside my head in fragments—camera flashes, whispers in the ballroom, Malia’s stunned expression, Jayden’s voice cutting through the room like a blade.The humiliation.The applause.The way he had pulled me onto the stage as if it had always been my place.My heels suddenly felt too heavy.My chest felt too tight.Jayden stepped out of the elevator first, then turned slightly when he realized I hadn’t followed.“You’re overthinking,” he said.I blinked.“I’m not overthinking.”His eyebrow lifted faintly.“You’re standing in an elevator that already opened.”That made me step forward.The doors closed behind us with a quiet slide.The penthouse hallway felt almost unnaturally quiet after the chaos of the gala.I exhaled slowly as we walked.“You just humiliated my sister in front of half the business world.”Jayde
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