Rewriting My Heart's Fate

He gave me a meaningful glance before walking away. "Three days from now, I'm hosting a banquet at Rovera Manor. I hope you will grace us with your presence, Ms. Wiley." Ethan's expression darkened like a brewing storm. His clenched fists trembled as though he might lunge at him.

"Don't go," he commanded. He gripped my wrist tightly with an overbearing authority.

I shook off his hand and replied coldly, "It's my choice. You have no right to interfere."

With that, I turned and walked away from the balcony without looking back.

Ethan's pleading voice rang out. But I turned a deaf ear. I held back my tears and quickened my pace.

So, he cared this much about my every move? What about those dazzling socialites? What did they mean to him, really?

Ethan knew all too well that my pride was fragile. He was always close but never close enough. But I was no longer the timid, powerless person I once was.

I wiped away my tears and returned to the banquet hall. I tried to hide any trace of vulnerability.

As I walked past a corner, I collided with a tall figure. The impact sent me stumbling back a few steps, almost losing my balance.

"I'm sorry, I didn't see "

looked up, and my voice froze in my throat. It was Ethan.

him perfectly, he looked refined. The dim light cast shadows on his sharp features, giving him an enigmatic and almost surreal look. "It's me," he said. His deep,

the pounding rhythm of our hearts. I should have walked away immediately, but

chatter of the crowd, the clinking of champagne glasses, the soft melody

letting him wrap me in his embrace. His familiar scent surrounded me,

my ear. "There's been so much

I cut him off firmly.

Ke

don't want to get involved with you again. We can't go back to the way we were. You have your life, and I have my dreams. Why not just

froze, then tightened his

won't let you go. No matter what, I'm not letting you leave me. I love you, Evelyn. I

change. I'm willing to give up everything

ove

chance to make things

and tears blurred my vision. I bit my lip to

one deeper than the

the verge of faltering, Vivian appeared. Her appearance interrupted the charged