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.

Alexander said, his voice calm but

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tell me what’s wrong,” he added gently, almost as

don’t know what you mean, I lied, trying to sound casual, but my voice gave me

can hear it in your voice,” he said softly. “You’ve been crying. Has this upset you too much?”

collapsing onto my bed, my fingers instinctively reaching for the stuffed bunny Alexander had gifted to me. I

know it’s silly, especially after everything we’ve been doing, but it hurts that they

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

the phone, like he was reaching out to

room.

you to worry about me,” I said, my voice softer now,

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Chapter 0211

be stronger than this.”

on the other end of the line, and when he spoke again, his voice was

come from denying 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

comfort than I ever expected. I had thought I was managing everything, but hearing him say those things made me realize how much

like you have to carry all

don’t mind carrying some of it,” he replied quietly. “I’d rather help you face this than

realized just how much I had come to rely on

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

Alexander POV

feel the need to break it. I wasn’t sure what more there

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