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.

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

her things and

churned in Shelly’s gut as she headed to her hotel, her

hotel’s entrance, a familiar

her pace, trailing discreetly. It was Jillian, arm

as the doors began to close. What she saw next stopped

abandon. Shelly’s hand flew to her mouth, stifling a gasp. Recognition hit her like a jolt: it was Alexis Gibson, a prominent figure

industry whispered about his devotion to her, calling him the

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So, Alexis was Jillian’s secret benefactor, bankrolling her meteoric rise.

shut, a wicked idea sparked in Shelly’s mind, a plan that could 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 every move. Simultaneously, she began plotting her next strike against Yvonne, her thoughts

Yvonne’s life flowed effortlessly. Her work thrived, and

had envisioned a lazy day off, curled up with Norton in the quiet hum of her apartment.