Catch Up With Aton

VIVIENNE

“Vince, Vera, remember to behave,” I reminded them as we walked into the event. I shot a quick glance at both of them, giving my best serious-mom look. They nodded, though I could see the excitement bubbling in Vera’s eyes and the slight nonchalance in Vince’s. He was always calm and composed, but I could tell he was curious about the fashion show, even if he wouldn’t admit it.

“They’ll behave, don’t worry,” Ezekiel assured me, a soft smile on his face as he placed his hand gently on my back. “Right, kids?”

“Yes, Dad,” they both answered in unison, making me feel a little more relaxed.

We were attending one of the biggest fashion events of the year. I had been invited as a guest to a fashion show hosted by Aton, the most famous designer of our time.

It still felt unreal that we were here. Honestly, I was shocked when Aton himself contacted me. I hadn’t spoken to him in months, and I didn’t think he’d even remember me. But somehow, he did. And not only did he remember me, bu