Requiem of a Broken Heart

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Unaware of the storm brewing behind her, Yvonne had merely remarked to Norton that the earrings matched her gown’s green hue. Norton, ever indulgent, had nodded and bid without a second thought.

After a few more half-hearted bids on other items, the couple slipped out of the auction early, Yvonne’s laughter trailing behind them. Shelly’s existence barely registered in Yvonne’s mind.

But for Shelly, hatred consumed her. Yvonne’s face haunted her thoughts, fueling schemes of retribution that found no outlet. Her career, meanwhile, frayed her nerves further. The pressure mounted, leaving her irritable and unraveling.

“Miss Tucker, what’s wrong today?” the photographer sighed, lowering his camera after another botched shot. “You seem miles away. Let’s try again.”

Shelly gripped the edge of her prop chair, forcing her focus. Her eyes drifted across the studio to Jillian Evans, whose poised movements and radiant smile dominated the neighboring set.

Jillian’s star was rising, eclipsing Shelly’s own.

The realization gnawed at her, spiking her anxiety.

several more failed attempts, the photographer threw up his hands. “Miss Tucker, let’s call it a day.

things and left the

Jillian’s absence—her shoot had already wrapped. Frustration churned in Shelly’s gut as

entrance, a familiar figure caught her

her pace, trailing discreetly. It was Jillian, arm in arm with a man whose face tugged at Shelly’s

as the doors began to close. What she saw next

kiss, their hands roaming with reckless abandon. Shelly’s hand flew to her mouth, stifling a gasp. Recognition hit her like a jolt: it was Alexis Gibson, a prominent figure at Horizon Entertainment. But everyone knew

to her, calling him

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Alexis was Jillian’s secret benefactor, bankrolling her meteoric

topple both Jillian and Yvonne in one devastating blow. Exhilaration surged through her. She wasted no time, slipping her phone from her purse to arrange for someone to shadow Jillian’s

thrived, and Norton’s attentiveness

in the quiet hum of her apartment. But Margie’s phone call shattered that