Rewriting My Heart's Fate

Feeling the envious stares of everyone around me, I couldn't help but smile faintly, a touch of grace in my expression.

Finally, at this stage of high society, I was no longer the nameless girl who could only look up to others. I had my own identity now, and I was a force to be reckoned with.

As my eyes drifted past Rowan's shoulder, I caught sight of him-Ethan, leaning against the bar, downing one whiskey after another. He stared at me intently from across the room, his expression unreadable. Several beautiful women approached him, but he ignored them, only focusing on his drink.

His lonely, desolate figure stung my eyes.

As the song ended, Rowan, ever the gentleman, bowed slightly and kissed the back of my hand.

The applause was thunderous, and the room was filled with whistles.

I smiled politely in return, ready to leave with Rowan, but then Ethan, clearly drunk, suddenly strode over to us.

"Ms. Wiley, would you do me the honor of sharing a dance?" He dropped to one knee and gently took my hand.

The room gasped, and camera shutters went off like crazy. This moment would surely be all over tomorrow's tabloids.

I instinctively tried to pull my hand back, but he held it firmly. "Evelyn, please, just one dance."

was

need to talk

my teeth, hesitating for a moment. Unable to bear the thought

reluctantly, following him to

around my waist, and I rested mine on his shoulder.

time had rewound, taking us back to that night

we had danced like this, on the set of Rivaria Holiday, under a sky full of

company is thriving, and my family is in good health. What

and weathered. I forced myself to look away, afraid I might

a long silence, he sighed. "Evelyn,

you apologizing? Didn't we already sever ties? Haven't we moved

"We'll never truly be apart. No matter how

moment, my vision blurred

it's too late..." I choked, barely able to speak. "We can never go back.

word, he pulled me into his arms, his

air, and the sounds of cameras

I couldn't focus on anything else. All I could feel was the bitter taste of alcohol on his lips and the overwhelming,