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.

nodded. "He's a close friend of mine. Every time

Wasn't fate strange?

my lowest point, I was somehow finding a path to my

the opportunity

"You must be the rising star, Evelyn

widened my eyes. "You

"Who doesn't?" Richard chuckled.

waves you've made in the fashion world have even reached the art community. I think Stefano would be thrilled

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to you, Mr.

broadly. "Don't mention it. I'm sure you're feeling a bit overwhelmed right now. Why don't we head back to the hotel first? You can

perfect!" I nodded

tossed and turned in bed, my mind racing with excitement over the chance to

time when I thought I'd never have a place in the fashion

owed it all

Ethan.

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

how do I deal with his reappearance in