All Chapters of HIS COLD DENIAL: Love After Divorce : Chapter 41 - Chapter 50

The Excursion Country: Aurivelle City: Auremont Alvara Morning light had already filled my room by the time I finished freshening up.The institute always seemed to wake up earlier on days like this.Excursion days.Even the hallway outside had more footsteps than usual. More laughter. More doors opening and closing.Students rushing around, getting ready.I stood in front of the mirror, smoothing the sleeves of my blouse.My outfit was simple but polished.A cream long-sleeve blouse tucked neatly into navy wide-leg trousers,brown loafers,a beige shoulder bag,small pearl stud earrings,my hair tied neatly in a low ponytail,and just minimal makeup.Clean.Professional.Appropriate for visiting real fashion houses.I slipped my phone into my bag, then added a small bottle of water and a few snacks.

Three Hours To Be Unforgettable Country: Aurivelle City: Auremont Alvara I woke up before my alarm.Not that it mattered anymore. I’ve gotten used to this routine.It’s been a month since we arrived at the institute.Honestly… it hasn’t been easy.But we’ve grown.A lot.My hands don’t shake as much when I sketch now.I still feel that little twinge of fear sometimes…But I’ve come far.Mila, Isabella, and I… we’ve become inseparable.Mila is quiet, always observing.I speak when I need to.Isabella… Well, she never stops talking.I honestly don’t know how her mouth doesn’t get tired.I know the institute inside out now..the schedule, the lessons, the daily grind.And a few days ago, the month ended…We were given our monthly allowances.Four hundred dollars.I still can’t wrap m

The Next Moment Begins Country: Aurivelle City: Auremont Alvara Saturday morning.The sun had just started spilling golden light across the campus, and I was still half-lost in yesterday’s victory.I moved slowly, stretching, rolling out my yoga mat, still not believing it had actually happened.Me. Designer of the Month.I was mid-way through picking my cream workout top when a sharp knock sounded at my door.I frowned, walking over and opening it.“Good morning, superstar,” Isabella said, practically bouncing in, her grin wide enough to break the world.Mila stood behind her, smiling quietly but clearly amused.“I see someone woke up feeling like a queen,” Isabella continued.I rolled my eyes, trying to hide my grin.“Please,” I said, pretending to yawn, “I don’t need fanfare before coffee.”“Oh, come on,” Isabella said, nudging me li

The World I Was Stepping IntoCountry: Aurivelle City: Auremont Alvara The VVIP room remained calm, even as the afternoon deepened.Soft music drifted through the air.Unobtrusive.Refined.It wasn’t background noise. It was deliberate, a subtle rhythm that seemed to echo the pulse of the room, gentle but alive.The air-conditioning kept everything perfectly balanced… cool, controlled, untouched by the heat outside. The contrast made the space feel suspended, almost timeless.I sat across from Mrs Hawthorne, my hands resting lightly in my lap.Composed on the outside.Unsteady somewhere deeper.Everything about this still felt… unreal.Just me.Here.With her.She leaned back slightly, studying me with quiet interest. Her eyes were sharp, but they weren’t intimidating. They were searching… assessing…

When the World Turned Country: Aurivelle City: Auremont Alvara I barely heard her. “…I’m telling you, Alvara, it wasn’t me.” Isabella’s voice came again, tighter this time, edged with frustration and something close to panic. “I swear to you, I didn’t tell anyone.” I was sitting on the edge of my bed, staring at nothing in particular. My phone lay beside me. Screen dark. But I didn’t need to turn it on. I had already seen everything. Every post. Every comment. Every version of my life twisted into something people could consume. “…Alvara, say something.” I blinked slowly. Her voice felt distant. Like it had to travel through something thick before it reached me. “I believe you,