“We’re not even real.”
I don’t know why those words keep replaying in my head.
And worse, I don’t know why they’re bothering me this much. Celeste’s voice, her expression when she said that—like it hurt her more than she wanted to admit—won’t leave me alone.To be honest, I regret ignoring her explanation and choosing to check on Lucille instead.
But can you blame me? I’ve known Lucille longer. I’ve seen her through so many phases of my life. I saw wha
I couldn’t get that photo out of my head.Based on what I’d researched, Celeste had no real connection to Angel’s Orphanage. Yes, her family was the main sponsor—but she was never involved. It was always her parents who made appearances.And besides, it wasn’t in her nature to be around children.Earlier today, she even had her face completely covered—mask, sunglasses, the works—and she barely touched the kids. That was one of the reasons why I found myself getting more irritated with her.
Eloise’s POVI got up early and went about my day. I didn’t let myself dwell on what happened at the orphanage. So what if they were somehow connected? And besides, what we have—me and Sebastian—isn’t even real. So why should I care how he reacted? It’s not like he cares about me anyway. I needed to focus on myself.Today was my interview at Savarre Studio, the most popular fashion boutique in the city. It was owned by the renowned fashion designer, Ms. Avery Savarre
My heart was pounding as I stood in front of Savarre Studio. Just as I requested, Bricks didn’t come with me. He simply dropped me off at the waiting shed, where I waited for a taxi. I watched him drive off, so I was sure he didn’t follow me.Hugging my drawing notebook tightly, I took a deep breath and looked up at the tall building in front of me. This was my dream. And it was finally within reach. I was going to make sure I got it.Once I gathered enough courage, I stepped inside. I went straight to the third floor, where the interview was supposed to be held. I immediately noticed a few women already seated in the waiting area. Like me, the nerves were written all over their faces. They were also clutching their drawing notebooks.I slowly walked toward them and sat at the far end. While waiting, I couldn’t help but glance at the others. They were all dressed in formal wear. I suddenly felt a wave of insecurity wash over me. I was the only one wearing glasses, and my style w
Sebastian’s POV"The auction will start at 8 p.m., Sir. Should I ask your wife to get ready?"I glanced at Marcus, who was seated in the front seat.I sighed and looked outside the window.After everything that happened, I decided to leave her alone for now. I haven’t even asked Bricks for any updates about her. I just wanted to give her space—or maybe give myself a break from overthinking.I didn’t understand it myself, but lately… she just wouldn’t leave my mind.
"Celeste?"I stared at the woman whose hand was still raised, holding a card number. She was wearing a thin half-mask, but there was no way I could be mistaken. After all those nights of watching Celeste sleep, I had memorized every inch of her face. But something felt different about her today."I thought I told you not to let anyone bother my wife?" I asked Marcus.I turned to him for a second. His brows furrowed. "Yes, sir. Your wife is currently at home."I looked ba
Eloise’s POVI couldn’t help but squeal when I read the email from Savarre Studios.I’m hired!“Oh my God! I’m hired!” I repeated excitedly.I was about to jump up and down when my bedroom door suddenly burst open. I froze and looked toward it.“Mrs. Whitmore?! What’s wrong?!” Lucy asked in a panic.I laughed when I saw the worried look on her face. I stood up and held her hands.“Lucy! I got the job!” I said with a huge grin.Her brows furrowed even more. “Hired? What do you mean hired?”“I’m going to be a fashion designer! I got accepted into Ms. Savarre’s company!”Lucy’s face twisted slightly in confusion. “R-Really? I thought something bad happened to you, Eloise. You really scared me.”I laughed at her reaction. She was clearly worried, and I even saw her take a deep breath when I explained it was just about my job.“Nothing’s wrong! But thank you for worrying about me.”“Congratulations, Eloise. But… does Sir know?”I froze. The excitement I felt began to fade the moment she
Sebastian’s POVI frowned as I replayed the CCTV footage of our house.It had been days since I last went home to Celeste. I hadn’t seen her since—partly because I had been busy too.But she had been going out every single day.She would leave early in the morning and return late at night.What made it even more suspicious was that she didn’t bring Bricks with her.Last I checked, she never said anything about having somewhere to go.Was she that upset with me that she couldn’t even bother to tell me?I exhaled deeply and leaned back against my swivel chair.“Marcus,” I called out.Marcus, who had been reading a report, immediately looked up.“Yes, sir?”“Can you check what my wife has been doing lately? Seems like she’s been busy.”Marcus set down the papers in his hand and stood.“Alright, sir. I’ll call her driver.”I gave a small nod.Since the last time I saw Celeste, I couldn’t get her out of my head.Especially with that woman at the auction who looked exactly like her.I could
Sebastian’s POVShe’s working?I stared at the folder in my hands as if it might suddenly explain itself. Designs, schedules, lists of names—some were crossed out, some had notes beside them. Each page revealed a different aspect of a world I had no idea she was part of.What the hell was this?Savarre Studios. The name rang no bells. I would’ve known if she had applied for a job. I would’ve noticed if she started working—unless she deliberately kept it from me.I clenched my jaw.Was this what she’d been sneaking out for? Hiding from me like I was some stranger? Since when did she need to keep secrets?Putting the folder back down, I paced the room in silence.My wife was hiding something from me. That wasn’t just a random guess now—it was fact. And even worse, she planned it. She didn’t just stumble into a job. She made space in her life for it, slipped away every day, lied about it, and never once thought I deserved to know.What the hell happened to trust?I stopped in front of th
Eloise’s POVI had no idea how I managed to survive breakfast.Maybe it was because I was too flustered, too caught up in the storm swirling inside my chest, that I didn’t even taste a single thing I ate. Sure, my body was moving, going through the motions—but my mind? It was everywhere but the kitchen. Even the maids kept sneaking glances at me, probably wondering why I was gripping my spoon like I was about to stab someone with it.And that someone was Sebastian.I could still see him. That image—him stepping out of the bathroom, half-naked, water dripping from his abs like some cruel torture advertisement—was permanently burned into my brain.I should’ve been immune to him by now, right?Wrong.Because somehow, just that glimpse of his skin stirred something in me. Something that felt... alive. Awake. Like I’d been numb for so long, and someone suddenly snapped their fingers and dragged me into a world where I could feel again.No. I shook my head. I shouldn’t be thinking like this
Eloise’s POVI’m such an idiot!Why did I even react like that?More importantly, why was he acting like that?Just because I didn’t tell him I got a job?I shook my head and quickly splashed water onto my face from the faucet.I feel like my entire face turned red because of it.He was trying to buy me.Was he even serious?Ever since I agreed to this deal, I was already bought by the Everharts.Being married to him now only confirmed it.I walked out of the bathroom after drying my face with a towel.Good thing I had a bed set up in here. At least I wouldn’t have to sleep on the floor tonight.Still, even with that, I had no plans of going back to that bedroom.Just as I expected—I barely got any sleep last night.So frustrating!Why did Sebastian have to decide to sleep here of all nights?I grabbed my phone to check the time, and my eyes widened.It was already seven in the morning?!I’m late!I rushed to my feet and burst out of the craft room.Because I was in such a hurry, I co
Sebastian’s POVHer reaction? Exactly what I expected.The glare in her eyes, the way her lips parted in disbelief, and the tension in her body—it only made me want to push her buttons more.I don’t know what’s gotten into me. I should’ve let her go when she stood up from the bed. But something about the way she snapped at me… something about how she tried to escape again…It got to me.Celeste had been pushing me away since day one.And now that I was finally facing the fact that she was doing something behind my back, I couldn’t just sit still.I needed to know.“You’re insane,” she hissed at me, her voice shaking—not from fear, but from rage.“You really think everything can be solved by money, huh? That you can just throw your wealth around and fix things?”I didn’t answer.Instead, I stayed where I was, eyes locked with hers.I could feel the heat between us—not just from proximity, but from all the unspoken tension that had been building for days.“Get off me, Sebastian,” she sa
Eloise’s POVI’d been tossing and turning in bed for a while now.I couldn’t tell whether I was more annoyed with myself or with Sebastian. I still couldn’t believe he found out about my new job—and just like I expected, he didn’t like it.But why? What does he want me to do? Just sit here in his house and rot? Just because I agreed to marry him doesn’t mean I’m going to let my life go to waste playing the role of his wife.What I couldn’t wrap my head around, though, was why he looked so affected.When I glanced beside me, he was still there. Lying down, yes, but his eyes were wide open, staring at the ceiling.For the first time in our short, awkward marriage, he actually decided to sleep in this house. And honestly? I felt weird about it. I wasn’t used to having someone beside me in bed.I stayed turned on my side, trying to keep my distance, but I couldn’t take it anymore.I sat up and was about to get out of bed when—“Where are you going?”I closed my eyes for a second and le
Sebastian’s POVShe’s working?I stared at the folder in my hands as if it might suddenly explain itself. Designs, schedules, lists of names—some were crossed out, some had notes beside them. Each page revealed a different aspect of a world I had no idea she was part of.What the hell was this?Savarre Studios. The name rang no bells. I would’ve known if she had applied for a job. I would’ve noticed if she started working—unless she deliberately kept it from me.I clenched my jaw.Was this what she’d been sneaking out for? Hiding from me like I was some stranger? Since when did she need to keep secrets?Putting the folder back down, I paced the room in silence.My wife was hiding something from me. That wasn’t just a random guess now—it was fact. And even worse, she planned it. She didn’t just stumble into a job. She made space in her life for it, slipped away every day, lied about it, and never once thought I deserved to know.What the hell happened to trust?I stopped in front of th
Sebastian’s POVI frowned as I replayed the CCTV footage of our house.It had been days since I last went home to Celeste. I hadn’t seen her since—partly because I had been busy too.But she had been going out every single day.She would leave early in the morning and return late at night.What made it even more suspicious was that she didn’t bring Bricks with her.Last I checked, she never said anything about having somewhere to go.Was she that upset with me that she couldn’t even bother to tell me?I exhaled deeply and leaned back against my swivel chair.“Marcus,” I called out.Marcus, who had been reading a report, immediately looked up.“Yes, sir?”“Can you check what my wife has been doing lately? Seems like she’s been busy.”Marcus set down the papers in his hand and stood.“Alright, sir. I’ll call her driver.”I gave a small nod.Since the last time I saw Celeste, I couldn’t get her out of my head.Especially with that woman at the auction who looked exactly like her.I could
Eloise’s POVI couldn’t help but squeal when I read the email from Savarre Studios.I’m hired!“Oh my God! I’m hired!” I repeated excitedly.I was about to jump up and down when my bedroom door suddenly burst open. I froze and looked toward it.“Mrs. Whitmore?! What’s wrong?!” Lucy asked in a panic.I laughed when I saw the worried look on her face. I stood up and held her hands.“Lucy! I got the job!” I said with a huge grin.Her brows furrowed even more. “Hired? What do you mean hired?”“I’m going to be a fashion designer! I got accepted into Ms. Savarre’s company!”Lucy’s face twisted slightly in confusion. “R-Really? I thought something bad happened to you, Eloise. You really scared me.”I laughed at her reaction. She was clearly worried, and I even saw her take a deep breath when I explained it was just about my job.“Nothing’s wrong! But thank you for worrying about me.”“Congratulations, Eloise. But… does Sir know?”I froze. The excitement I felt began to fade the moment she
"Celeste?"I stared at the woman whose hand was still raised, holding a card number. She was wearing a thin half-mask, but there was no way I could be mistaken. After all those nights of watching Celeste sleep, I had memorized every inch of her face. But something felt different about her today."I thought I told you not to let anyone bother my wife?" I asked Marcus.I turned to him for a second. His brows furrowed. "Yes, sir. Your wife is currently at home."I looked ba
Sebastian’s POV"The auction will start at 8 p.m., Sir. Should I ask your wife to get ready?"I glanced at Marcus, who was seated in the front seat.I sighed and looked outside the window.After everything that happened, I decided to leave her alone for now. I haven’t even asked Bricks for any updates about her. I just wanted to give her space—or maybe give myself a break from overthinking.I didn’t understand it myself, but lately… she just wouldn’t leave my mind.