Rewriting My Heart's Fate

I took a deep breath. Then, I straightened up and looked coldly at Sasha. "Ms. Langley, thank you for your kind reminder. But whatever happens between Mr. Grayson and I are none of your concern." I brushed past her shoulder. "Oh, and next time, you might want to check your lipstick. It's smudged all over your teeth."

I strode out of the restroom without waiting for her to respond.

"Evelyn, you bitch!" Sasha's voice rang out with rage.

I turned to find her storming toward me. Her eyes were burning with fury. "Evelyn!"

She raised her hand high to slap me.

I smirked. I was amused by how easily Sasha could be provoked.

After that fateful night when Ethan had taken control of my life, I vowed to become stronger-not just in my career but in every aspect of my being.

Countless hours of fitness routines and sports training had honed both my body and mind. I had mastered combat techniques that had become second nature.

In a flash, I intercepted her slap with a punch to her face. Then, I grabbed her throat and pressed her against the sink.

"Ahh!" She was visibly shaken. Her voice trembled as she stammered, "This is a lawful society... You actually hit me? I'll make sure everyone hears about this! They'll know how violent you are!" I chuckled softly and said nothing.

When I returned to the table, Ethan's gaze was locked on me. His face was clouded with concern. "Are you okay? You look pale."

"I'm fine. Maybe I've just been overworked lately. Honestly, I don't have much of

didn't press further and

and walked side by side

clouds were shrouding the sunlight, casting

her place, her cutting words lingered like

"Careful!"

arms caught me around the waist, holding me steady. I stumbled into

looked up and found myself face-to-face with Ethan. His

was knit in concern, and his eyes were full of worry. "Are you alright? Why aren't you paying attention to where

comforting a sanctuary I hadn't realized I had been longing for. Memories of countless similar moments flashed through my mind. He was always there by my side, ready to catch me

fine," I said, quickly stepping back to hide my unease. "I just got distracted and didn't see where

further and let go of me. "Be more careful next time. Don't

gaze low

one by one. The warm yellow glow spilled

Our silhouettes intertwined and

us-bound across lifetimes, yet forever divided by a chasm

you thought about Melando yet?" Ethan asked suddenly, breaking

a second. I recalled the invitation he'd