Felix followed the instructions meticulously until every trace of the day's turmoil was scrubbed away.

Carol could hear the makeup artist's voice through the phone, and that familiar sense of helplessness seeped through her bones once again.

She thought her heart had grown immune to pain, but in that moment, it ached as if a knife was twisting inside it.

Men like Felix could send you plummeting to hell one second and hoist you to the heavens the next.

Her lips trembled several times, but in the end, she bit down hard, refusing to speak.

Her silence wasn't surrender-it was sheer exhaustion.

It was the kind of tiredness that felt like giving up, like saying 'whatever'.

She fell asleep soon after.

Felix showered and lay beside her.

Carol drifted

her, curious about what exactly had happened at the wedding, but

he responded to those inquiries, but the questions about that

seemed that the Miller Group

Felix hadn't spoken a word

hadn't been for the need to take care of Fiona, Felix wouldn't have let

was clutching his suitcase as he went downstairs, and he ran into Felix, who was surrounded by a crowd of

fists, his lips pressed into a

dismissed the other executives and

fistfight, knowing

Felix offered him a cigarette, asking

yet he was also filled with rage

has caused

sneer, "What right do you have to say that? Who do

drained of color as he realized Felix had played

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