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Due immediately. Elena's bank account had $847 in it. Her credit cards were maxed out from helping with wedding expenses Marcus had promised to reimburse her for. She quit her job three months ago because Catherine had insisted she needed to focus on "wedding preparations" and being "ready for her new role as Marcus's wife." She had given up everything for a future that never existed. A knock on the door made her jump. "Elena? It's me." Sophie. Elena dragged herself off the couch and opened the door.

"Ms. Miller said Mom doesn't want us anymore. Is that true?" Sabrina scoffed. "Of course it's true. She doesn't want you anymore, and for all you know, she might be in some other man's arms right now. "Lucas, you still don't know, do you? Back then, you didn't sign a purchase agreement at all. It was the divorce agreement Elena made. You two have had nothing to do with each other for a long time now. You forced her out yourself!" A loud slap cut her off mid-sentence.

"Elena, we haven't even officially broken up... How dare you throw yourself at another Alpha?" "You told me I was your only one! You said you'd always be mine! How could you betray me like this?" "Pheisar, you've officially lost your mind!" The last of Elena's patience evaporated. She looked up, staring him down with cold, hard eyes. "Let. Go." Her voice was weak, but her words systematically dismantled his rage. "If I remember correctly, on my birthday—a day that actually mattered—you were off playing house with Selene. Right after that, I posted our breakup online for the whole world to see. I even wished you two a happy life together."

“I am certain we’ll get it, but I still think we should position ourselves strategically. I’m going to need you at the office tomorrow evening” “I’m not interested. I told you, no dramas this year”. If today went well, I would have a wedding to prepare for. “Why?” Bridget asked, irritation evident in her voice. Bridget did not like when things did not go her way, but she also knew how stubborn I could be. “Mrs. Eloise personally releases one drama every four years, and every single one has been a banger. Even your dad was cast in one of her dramas. Are you going to miss this opportunity for a woman who will not show up?” she hissed.

If she stepped inside right now to break it up, she would only cause Julian to be further humiliated and attacked by his teammates. With an overwhelming sense of guilt and profound heartbreak, the girl ran swiftly away from the stadium area, hugging her textbook tightly to her chest as if it were the only shield she possessed. Elena cried silently all the way back to the dorm. ‘Damn it, I should have known sooner or later this would happen,’ Elena regretted bitterly. What she regretted most of all was that she had actually opened her heart and thought they could replay the sweet times back in Solverde. When she should have known that the social divide between them was already so massive.

I didn’t care who he gave it to. “Elena!” she said, holding out a small gift box. “I’m so sorry about everything. This is for you. I hope you can forgive me.” I did not take the box. “I didn’t come here for presents. I came to tell everyone that Vincenzo and I are no longer engaged. I wish you both the best.” A dead silence fell over the entire room. Vincenzo walked up behind Seraphina, his face dark. “That’s enough, Elena. You’re embarrassing yourself. Come with me.”

Elena put in more effort into training, when others were done she stayed back and gave herself an extra hour of training before going back to the changing room to change into her office wear, she went back to seat at the office, just sitting there with nothing to do made her mind wander to Ethan, she grabbed her phone thinking it will be a good distraction but the moment she opened the phone using her finger print the picture of Ethan and herself was the first thing that popped up on her screen, tsking her tongue she looked at the phone in anger, how could she have forgotten about her homescreen picture display, she was looking into Ethan’s eyes in the picture and smiling sheepishly, now tha

Back at Kieran's penthouse, Elara collapses on the couch. The emotional exhaustion of the day is catching up to her. Lucas arrested. Her statement to police. Holding Ethan. It's overwhelming. Kieran sits beside her with two glasses of wine. "You need this." "I need sleep," Elara says. But she takes the glass anyway. They sit in comfortable silence for a few minutes. Then Kieran says something unexpected. "The breakup might actually be good." Elara looks at him. "How is Lucas ending our engagement good?"

She just had to start picking up more shifts, her boss would be surprised; but not as surprised as he was when she started dropping shifts. "There's no need, I'm good." Marcus sounded terrible, he kept wincing after every sentence. "You're still wincing," "No, I'm — ah, no I'm not." "Get off the phone and get some rest I'll be there in a few," "Don't bother, I—" She did not wait for him to finish, she cut him off and booked a ride. Today was the day Elena Kingston broke up with Marcus Blaine. For her sanity— she needed Isabel to not have killer eyes when she looked at her, and for Gavin's sake, because she wanted to give what was going on there a chance. It hurt to see him like that.

“That was fast. I thought she came here specifically to see you.” Elena nodded slowly, her fingers beginning to tug at the hem of her blouse. “I don’t know what happened. We were talking about…” She looked me in the eye before jerking her gaze away. “We were talking, and then she just snapped. She stood up and said she had to go. It was strange, Stefano.” She hesitated slightly. “Her eyes were… wet. She looked like she was about to break down.” My jaw tightened. This was bad. Very bad.