A Pulse of Danger

Shenaya's POV

The evening sky was painted with hues of violet and deep blue as Paris Fashion Week reached its peak. The grand event took place in the lavish Palais de Tokyo, the heart of the city’s fashion scene. Designers from across the world gathered all hoping to make their mark on the glittering catwalk. The hall was filled with the who's who of the industry, and cameras flashed endlessly.

My entire family was in the audience, I could see the proud smile on their faces as they cheered to support me. My mother and father beamed with pride, and my best friend Lilah sat close by engaged in excited chatter with Andrew. Everyone knew Lilah to be a talkative, Ethan stood tall next to his mate Isla, both with an air of quiet authority, while Lucy, still recovering from her ordeals, sat quietly with a soft smile.

Yet, despite the overwhelming success of my evening, my heart sank. There was a void. Aiden isn’t here. He hadn’t been around in days and had stopped sending me flowers and cut