The Wrong Woman

Candice slipped into a new evening gown, touched up her makeup, and glided back into the banquet hall.

The ambiance inside remained lively and effervescent. Casually, she made her way to the side, and upon reaching the dining area; she selected her favorite dishes from the table.

Meanwhile, Michaela and Tristan approached the stage, each holding a wine glass. With a resonating voice, Tristan began, "Thank you, esteemed guests..."

Candice stole a glance at the duo on stage, observing their radiant smiles and eloquent words. These formalities and social graces were nothing new to her.

As the toasts circulated, she pondered whether to indulge in dessert tonight. However, thoughts of potential weight gain and skin issues held her back. Maintaining her appearance and figure mattered, which meant carefully considering her diet.

Opting against dessert, she settled for pumpkin soup instead.

After Tristan's speech of pleasantries concluded, Michaela's voice filled the room. "Tonight, I'd like to take this opportunity to share some joyful news. My son, Elio, will be engaged to Josie next month. We hope to see all of you there."

Hearing the announcement, Candice froze in place, her body going rigid, and the plate with food in her hand slipped, clattering onto the table. Despite the loud noise, it was drowned out by the enthusiastic applause from the crowd.

Her ears buzzed, drowning out all sound except the chaos around her. A sharp pain pierced her heart, leaving her vulnerable.

It hurt so much!

items. Her throat tightened and tears

for two years, and now he was suddenly back, engaged to

years, and perhaps it was time for Candice to face

brushed away a tear, ensuring no one noticed

evolved from innocent admiration to adolescent infatuation, and eventually to

adulthood. She had we.net"

journey of

her loving her cousin's uncle was guarded closely by herself, fearful of confiding in

love, one that could never be openly acknowledged or shared. She had navigated the highs and

okay, Candice?" came a gentle, concerned

looked up at the man beside her. It was her eldest cousin,

eyes met, and Hector noticed the redness in

face. "What's wrong? Who upset you? Tell me,

Sniffling nervously,

your eyes are red. Is it because of Elio's engagement...?"

could

hastily interjected, desperately