Rewriting My Heart's Fate

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.

close friend of mine. Every

Wasn't fate strange?

somehow finding a

the opportunity

me over, then smiled knowingly. "You must

widened my eyes. "You know

"Who doesn't?" Richard chuckled.

you've made in the fashion world have even reached the art community. I

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leave it to you, Mr. Dalton!"

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

I nodded

in bed, my mind racing with excitement over the chance to meet my

a time when I thought I'd never have a place in the fashion world. And now, I was about to meet a

owed it all

Ethan.

thought of his name made my heart ache. If it weren't for his letting go, I wouldn't

with his