Bill’s POV“Adam Pritchard. That’s his name.”James hands me the picture, and the second I see his face, it all comes back. He’s the guy who had the audacity to escort Serena to her company launch, that smug grin plastered on his face like he belonged by her side. That asshole.“What are you gonna d
Serena’s POVEster picks up the necklace, her eyes gleaming as she studies the details.“It’s incredible, Serena,” she says, turning the piece over in her hands. “The design, the colors — it’s exactly what I was hoping for.”Hearing that kind of praise from Ester Paige, Academy Award nominee, feels
Bill’s POVThe last thing I expect is to see Serena’s name flash across my phone screen.I pick up, half-expecting her to give me some update about work or, if I’m lucky, to just check in. But her voice on the other end sounds hesitant, almost awkward, like she’s not used to whatever she’s about to
Serena’s POVI swear, the second I walk through Bill’s door, I realize I might have signed myself up for an ambush.There’s a whole team of people buzzing around like I’m the main attraction. Tables full of makeup brushes, rollers, and a million hair tools take over the room, and racks of gowns I on
Bill’s POVWhen Serena steps out, time stops.I don’t think I’ve ever seen her like this. The second she emerges from behind the screen, the room falls completely silent. Serena stands there, looking both stunning and unsure, her gaze sweeping over all of us, waiting for some kind of reaction. She’s
Serena’s POVThe first person I see on the red carpet is Ester, and when she spots me, her face lights up like she’s won already.“Serena! Look at you!” she gushes, pulling me into a quick, tight hug. “You look amazing.”I barely manage to stammer out a “thank you,” feeling a little flustered and de
Bill’s POVThe afterparty is chaos. Glancing around the room, I spot half a dozen celebrities losing their minds. A few feet away, Seth Rogen is laughing way too loudly at something Dave Chappelle just said. Doja Cat is dancing on top of a table, drink in hand. I shake my head with a smirk. Oscars
Serena’s POVThe drive home is quiet, but it’s not awkward—it’s the kind of quiet that lets everything from the night sink in. My head's still spinning from the party, the lights, the noise, and the fact that we were even there. It feels surreal.Stevie is passed out next to me, slumped against the