Rewriting My Heart's Fate

"I swear, there's something going on between those two," Madison said.

"I think so, too," I replied, deep in thought. "Looks like we've got to figure out what's really going on with them. By the way, did you snap anything useful while he wasn't looking?"

Madison flashed a sly grin, then pulled out a mini camera and waved it in front of me. "Don't worry. I didn't miss a page of those documents on his desk. We might find something once we get back and go through them."

"Nice work!" I said, impressed. "I thought you were just some clumsy escapee who broke out of prison."

Madison laughed and waved me off. "You're the brains behind this whole thing. So, what's our next step?"

I went quiet for a second, then slowly said, "Here's the plan-we hit this from two angles. First, we keep digging into Murphy's link with Kieran and see if we can find a way in. Second, we need to track down Ethan. I need to talk to him."

tangled up. He was the one I couldn't stop thinking about in my past life, someone I could never have. A mix of nerves and anticipation bubbled

tension, Madison tried to reassure me. "Don't worry, you're not in this alone. I've got your back. We'll get

"Thanks, Madison. I always keep my word.

our separate ways. Madison kept digging into Murphy, trying to figure out the connection with Kieran, while I quietly searched

day, an informant told me that Ethan would

her to find a way to

the gala dressed to the

was full of clinking glasses and a steady buzz of laughter. The place was packed with socialites and

and as cold and distant as ever. At that moment, he was holding a glass

in his 50s, had a bit of a belly