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antly dressed crowd. The air buzzed with polite conversation, the clinking of champagne flutes, and the melodic hum of a string quartet playing in the background. Cassandra moved thr

ut to herself, that she was capable of handling anything thrown her way. The sleek black dress she wore, a perfect blend of elegance and

efly made eye contact. His expression was unreadable, his demeanor polished and calm, but there was something about the way he looked at her that sent a shiver down her spine. The distance between them

hat shimmered with every step, Felicity swept through the room with an air of confidence that demanded attention. Her blonde hair cascaded in waves, and her perfectly pai

wasn't-bold, glamorous, effortlessly charming. Her jealousy flared up before she could suppress it, and she had to focus har

sure the catering was on schedule, and even handled a few minor crises with an impressive calm. All the while, she couldn't shake

corner of the ballroom, reviewing some last-minute notes on her phone. She didn't notice E

ndra," he said, his voice low, almost intimate

ss in his expression was gone, replaced by something softer,

voice steady. "It's been a lot, but everyt

u always did." His gaze flickered for just a moment to her lips b

the bustling gala, forgot about the glamorous guests, and everything else faded into the background. It was just her

spond, a voice cut

hed them with a smile that was all teeth and charm. The space between Cassandra and E

licity, and just like that, the mome

briefly flicking over to Cassandra with a subtle, almost impercep

d a smile. "Of

ach. The flicker of something between her and Ethan had been so real, so palpable, but now it seemed as though the space between them had been fill

y caught her attention. It was coming from a secluded corner of the ballroom, w

normally steady and composed, was stra

her forward. She shouldn't have been eavesdropping, but somethin

s sharp, cutting through the air. "You've been distant, Ethan. I

e frustration in his tone was palpable. "The company

voice softened, though the bitterness be

ing about her? She wanted to turn away, to slip back into the shadows and pretend she hadn'

he past. I see it in the way you look at her. Every damn t

s pulse hammered in her ears as she took a step back, desper

nsion. "This isn't the time, Felic

heart pounding in her chest. She didn't know what she had just overheard, bu

the corner, the weight of the evening's events crashing down on her. She had successfully

he had overheard-it was all too much to ignore. The world she had so carefully built around herself was beginning to crumble, and s

She had no answers, but one thing was certain: her connection with Ethan was far