Shadows of deceipt
equin. The fabric shimmered in the soft morning light that poured through the arched windows, bathing the space in warmth and possibility. The bo
alling effortlessly over her shoulders. A delicate gold pin-Élan's emblem, a stitched feather-re
world ha
race. She designed both women's and men's lines now-sleek tuxedo jackets, crisp mandarin-collare
Parsons who called her boss with admiration. Her name, once lost behind Steven Ross's, was now etc
didn't silen
ed at her-tenderly, since
ub
inn. People aren't always who they seem. Helen had never asked Sebastian. She feared wha
with a handwritten note. He often watched her work, quietly fascinated by her sketches. He list
e Helen was buildi
a charcoal wool coat over a deep navy sweater that hugged his broad frame. His greying stubble made him
a box-flat,
hought of you,"
ather, delicate and hand-crafte
was beautiful. Tho
ut it didn't
owly, "why didn't you ev
t the room i
lightly-not with guilt, but
nts. And someone else-Jennifer, I think
for a long time.
It ended badly. She accused me of fraud when she lost money she gambled away herself. Th
at him, heart
Ber
r I left my family's firm. I was angry, reckless
y-but her heart
ispered. "But I'm scare
r. "Then let me help yo
d, the world slowed. But the wound Steven left still pulsed
me," Helen
ed. "I'm not g
n his eyes said h
-
d undone power. His once-bustling office was now filled with empty desks and growing tension. Investors
ctly when the u
Helen
disarmed enemies with her grace, spotted the false promises his executives missed.
d as she discussed Élan's second store opening. Her voice-measured, calm, proud-
not
er
e no longer checked for Valerie's texts. Her na
drink, staring at the
more than I deser
walls of his empire, H
-
tering skyline. Once, this view had inspired Steven Ross-his domain spread beneat
he wore looked rumpled, his tie abandoned, shirt collar open. His once-sharp features had begun to sink-eyes red-rimme
s, electronics and other things that shipped to other
customers to pull out, Trusted partners pulled out. A scandal involving misappropriated funds-minor, but en
fool. He knew wh
d the day Hel
rs, softened the sharpness in his speeches, and foresaw the consequences of his pride. Without her
d, burying his f
bitter-slipped
n... what
tch, encouraging him with coffee and calm words. How she smiled even when he forgot anniversarie
y for a younger woman who n
ame in his contacts for what felt li
you. Everything's falling apart here. And I can't stop thinking about how much of me-of thi
e blinking curs
didn't deserve it. I just... wish I c
efore he coul
was marked
reply
screen until it b
-
lls, mood boards, and a quiet ache in her chest she couldn't name. She had seen the
hollow now. Still,
s the silence growing b
t-not cold, but watchful, as though bracing for heartbreak. And Helen, torn between logic and fear,
her like perfume s
fer wasn'
unseen but ever-present, like a
cal fashion blog. A blurred photo of Sebastian with Celeste
ery Man Tied to Fr
nfirmed. But suggestive e
ys later-sent anony
icle. The poisoned
he screen, her
e made anot
nt of hesitation
and ruin, had no idea that his attempt to win Hele