Chapter 0214

Alexander POV

Wedding planning was far more complicated than I’d ever imagined. How anyone managed to do this on their own was beyond me.

Ella had mentioned, after I asked, that David had been no help at all with planning her first wedding. I wasn’t surprised to hear it, but I was annoyed nonetheless. What kind of man left his woman to shoulder all the work while he sat back and reaped the benefits?

I shook the thought away. I couldn’t allow myself to start thinking of Ella as my woman, not even fleetingly. That was a dangerous precedent to set for myself.

Still, the stress of planning this wedding was worse than I had anticipated, especially since I’d taken on so much of the work myself. It felt like everything was conspiring against me. A small part of me wondered if fate was trying to stop this wedding from happening. It was a sham, after all…

But in reality, the problems weren’t as mystical as fate. My mother’s constant meddling was irritating, Topher’s smugness was grating, and my lack of sleep only amplified my frustrations.

Letting them get under my skin was a mistake, but they seemed determined to test my patience. Topher, in particular, was enjoying himself far too much, knowing I’d owe him for “saving the day,” as he smugly called it.

“Sir, you look miserable,” August’s voice cut through my swirling thoughts.

I glanced up from my laptop, where I had been rereading the same vendor email for what felt like the hundredth time.

“Is that supposed to be helpful?” I snapped, letting my irritation seep into my tone.

“You need to take a night off,” August said, his voice carrying that familiar mix of sternness and concern he used when he anticipated resistance.

I sighed, glaring at the email on my screen. He wasn’t wrong. I had read the same paragraph at least three times and couldn’t recall a single detail. A clear sign that I was overtired and ineffective.

“I don’t really have time to take a night off,” I muttered.

“I can handle whatever needs handling,” August said firmly. “Besides, it wouldn’t do for you to show up to your own wedding looking haggard and exhausted. This whole thing is just for show, right? So you need to be camera- ready.”

faintly, though his logic was sound. “Oh? And how will you handle it when my mother calls again?” I

shopping with Ella. Every stray question seemed

expected her

her what she liked,

me as odd, but I didn’t dwell on it. Her interest, while uncharacteristic, was a good thing. It inade

me back to the moment. “You need to rest. You only have

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the wedding, and you’re running on fumes.”

“Hold

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August’s face as he nodded in agreement.

laptop with a sharp click and leaned back in my chair, exhaling slowly. As much

now, I wouldn’t last until the

gathered my belongings and stepped into the elevator, heading upstairs to my apartment. Despite my exhaustion —and the relief I felt at the mere thought of collapsing into bed–my mind immediately wandered to Ella.

wasn’t solely due to stress.

Third Person PQV

understand the obsession with Ella

on every aspect of the girl’s life. Sure, what had happened at her first wedding was tragic, and the viral videos of the incident were undeniably

was expected. There wasn’t anything about her that

stemmed from the Rowan family’s power and wealth. If Ella’s father weren’t as prominent as he was, people

Ella was nothing like the women he’d pursued in the past, and Diana couldn’t make sense of

whatever was between them, it

needling and teasing–had done nothing to change their course. Her attempts to undermine the

Diana knew better than to

wedding upon them,

what Ella had already endured. Yet it seemed the rumors about Ella being spoiled by her parents were true–they’d give her anything she

her last conversation with Rebecca in her

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