Chapter 0211

Ella POV

I didn’t know how long I cried as my mother rubbed my back and whispered comforting words, but it must have been a while. By the time I managed to pull myself together we were already home. My emotions still felt raw, but I excused myself and went upstairs to my room.

Sadness gave way to a simmering anger as 1 paced the floor Amanda and David had already taken so much from me, yet they had the audacity to continue.

That Amanda would publicly brag about her schemes–not just to hurt me but to parade her actions for the world to see–was not only infuriating but outright shameful. My mother had been right, as she so often was.

None of this made logical sense unless Amanda and David believed they had already won. On one hand, this was a small comfort–it meant our plan to change the venue was still under wraps. Christopher Slater was proving to be as trustworthy as Alexander had promised.

But perception mattered, as much as I hated to admit it. We couldn’t let the public believe I’d fallen victim to their manipulations again.

Resolute, I grabbed my phone and called Alexander.

“You’ve read it,” he said as soon as he answered, his tone calm but edged with understanding.

“I have,” I replied, my voice tight with anger. “I think it’s time we send out our invitations.”

“I just picked them up from the printer this morning,” Alexander said. “August is working on addressing the envelopes as we speak.”

“How soon can we expect people to receive them?”

“I’ll get them in the post tonight and make sure they’re shipped priority,” he assured me. “By tomorrow or the day after, people will start receiving them.”

“That will have to do,” I said, frustration simmering beneath my words. “Going to the media would just make it seem like we’re publicly arguing with them. We can’t let them think we’re playing their game.

voice calm but with

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almost as

lied, trying to sound casual,

it in your voice,” he said softly. “You’ve been crying.

onto my bed, my fingers instinctively reaching for the stuffed bunny Alexander had gifted to me. I hugged it to my chest, seeking comfort in the

finally spilling out. “I know it’s silly, especially after everything we’ve been doing, but

the shift in his tone, a softness I hadn’t heard before. “I understand,” Alexander said quietly, his words

his concern through the phone, like he was reaching

room.

about me,” I said, my voice softer now,

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Chapter 0211

I should be stronger

the other end of the line, and

your emotions,” Alexander sald gently. “It comes from understanding them and acting accordingly. After everything those two have done to you, it’s natural to feel as you do. You aren’t facing

thought I was managing everything, but

you to feel like you have to carry all

mind carrying some of it,” he replied quietly. “I’d rather help you face this than see you struggle on your own.”

seeped into my heart. And for the first time, I realized just how much I had come to rely on his strength, not just as

I whispered, my voice thick with emotion. “I don’t think I can thank you enough for just…

Alexander POV

welcome,” I replied softly. Silence fell between us, but I didn’t feel the need to break it. I wasn’t sure what

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