Chapter 475

I took a deep breath, forced myself to hold back the tears and ran out of the ballroom without looking back. Behind me, Ethan's voice echoed, desperate and heart-wrenching. "Evelyn! Don't go! Please, give me a chance!" The cold wind whipped through my hair. Tears froze on my cheeks, only to be swept away mercilessly by the gusts.

I had no idea how far I had run or where I had ended up. I just plunged into the endless darkness of the night. "Miss, are you alright?" A concerned voice called from behind.

I looked up to see a well-dressed middle-aged man, his face full of worry.

"I'm fine..." I forced a weak smile. "I'm just a little tired."

"It's late, and it's not safe to be out here alone," the man said gently. "How about I give you a ride home?"

I hesitated for a moment, then nodded. Maybe it was the sincerity in his eyes, or maybe I was simply too exhausted to run any longer.

"Thank you...?"

"Dalton, Richard Dalton," he said with a smile. I teach at the Melando Academy of Art, and I'm a friend of Mr. Fernandez."

Was it Stefano Fernandez he was talking about?

"You know Mr. Fernandez?" I asked, surprised.

mine. Every time he comes to Melando, he stops by

Wasn't fate strange?

I was somehow

opportunity to meet Mr. Fernandez?" I

then smiled knowingly. "You must be the rising star, Evelyn

eyes. "You know

"Who doesn't?" Richard chuckled.

reached the art community. I think Stefano would

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leave it to you, Mr. Dalton!" I

I'm sure you're feeling a bit overwhelmed right now. Why don't we head back to the hotel first? You can rest, and

perfect!" I

night passed in a blur. I tossed and turned in bed, my mind racing with excitement over the chance to

in the fashion world.

it

Ethan.

it weren't for his letting go, I wouldn't be where I am

how do I deal with his reappearance in

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