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AVA'S POV The drive home was quiet. Too quiet. So I looked out of the window, watching the streetlights blur past, as my mind raced. I didn’t know what hurt more – the fact that Jason didn’t defend me against Laura, or the sinking fear that maybe I wasn’t enough for him anymore. But Grandpa’s words seemed to have hit him. Maybe that’s why he stayed so silent. When we finally got home, Jason broke the silence. “Ava, please wait.” I stopped at the door and turned around, arms crossed over my chest. “What?” He ran a hand through his hair, frustration on his face. “I’m sorry. For tonight. For not standing up for you. I just… I don’t know what I was thinking.” His voice sounded genuine. And for a second, I saw a flicker of the Jason I married – the one who used to care so much about my feelings. But the hurt he’d caused still lingered. “You... didn’t even hesitate,” I said, my voice cracking. “You just let her lie about me, Jason. You didn’t try to stop her. You just… stared
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AVA’S POV Jason had been… different since the dinner at his grandfather’s house. He’d been kinder, more attentive. Small gestures, like making sure I had my coffee exactly how I liked it and asking about my day, had started to reappear. I wasn’t sure how long this was going to last, but it was hard not to notice the effort. It confused me, though. Part of me wanted to believe he was genuinely trying to make things better, but the other part, guarded and hurt kept reminding me of everything I’d been through. Yet, today wasn’t about Jason. It was about me. It was the long-awaited day – the day that had filled my dreams for weeks. The runway would display my designs along with some of the newest jewelry collections from Grey Empire to a global audience. Upon my arrival at the location, the grand hall was bathed in the gentle light of the setting sun. The tall glass doors, sparkling chandeliers, and buzzing anticipation all seemed larger than life. This wasn’t just any event. Thi
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AVA'S POV The room whirled, my heart constricting as Laura’s voice echoed in my mind. She stood there, upright and graceful, with a shining, flawless smile on her face, appearing calm and confident, as if she fully deserved to be there and claim my efforts as her own. How could she? My hands balled into fists at my sides, yet I stayed rooted in place. I couldn’t move. My legs felt as though they were anchored to the ground, my breath caught between shock and anger. The audience erupted into polite applause, oblivious to the weight of the lie Laura had just told. She was smiling, soaking in their attention, her voice dripping with false modesty as she started bragging about her “contribution.” “Thank you so much for your support,” Laura said, her tone syrupy. “These dresses were a result of my vision and dedication. I worked tirelessly to ensure they complemented the jewelry perfectly.” Her words cut through me like shards of glass. I couldn’t believe the audacity. My hard work
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AVA'S POV The following morning seemed as if I had awakened in another realm. My mind was still swirling from the events of last night’s chaos, but today marked a fresh start. Jason didn't come back home, he had been busy handling the mess from last night. But one thing joyous about last night was that I was recognized for my designs and Laura was caught up in her lies. The moment I stepped into the office, I felt the tension in the air. Whispers floated along the hallways like mist, and it seemed as if everyone was conversing quietly while a few stared at me. I inhaled deeply, wishing to soothe my anxiety as I approached my desk. The typical buzz of the office was overshadowed by the rumors. The event last night was a disaster, no matter how much Alex and Jason had tried to keep things under wraps. They’d managed to keep everything quiet from the public, but the staff had their own ideas about what had happened. Rumors spread faster than wildfire. “Did you hear abou
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LAURA’S POVI felt a burning, twisting pain in my abdomen, but it was nothing compared to the blaze raging in my chest. How could Jason do this to me? Me, of all people? My parents sacrificed their lives for this company, and this was their reward. A humiliating dismissal of their child, with Ava, a lowlife replacing me as Design Director? She not only took Jason from me but now has also claimed my position. I crouched on the chilly tiled floor of my apartment, holding my abdomen. The suffering had transformed from solely emotional to a physical, intense, and ceaseless ache. My eyesight became hazy, and nausea surged in my throat. I required assistance, but the last thing I wished for was anyone's sympathy. Still, I dialed Jason’s number. “Jason,” I choked out when he answered. “I… I think something’s wrong. My stomach hurts...my baby. I need to go to the hospital.” There was a pause, long enough to make my blood boil. “I’ll send the driver,” he said flatly, his tone
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AVA’S POV I had just finished my consultation with the doctor, who had assured me that everything was fine with the little one inside me. Jason and I had been too reckless earlier in his office. His kisses and his touch were so familiar, so like the old days, when we couldn’t keep our hands off each other. But things were different now. I wasn’t just responsible for myself anymore. I had to think about the tiny life growing inside me that Jason was still not aware of. I sighed softly, pressing a hand to my stomach. "It’s okay baby. You are perfectly fine." The drive home was a blur, my thoughts spinning like a storm. Meeting Laura at the hospital had deeply unsettled me. I couldn’t shake the weight of her gaze which had lingered long after I walked away, and I couldn’t shake the memory of her sharp, bitter laugh. Was I too obvious? What if she had already begun to suspect the truth?Because I knew she didn't believe the little lie I told about being at the hospital becaus
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AVA'S POV Jason stood there, looking angry and disappointed. His eyes moved from Miranda’s hand on my arm to her face, and she quickly let go of me. “Jason, I was just…” “Apologize,” he said firmly, cutting her off. Miranda’s eyes went wide. “You can’t be serious.” “I said apologize,” Jason repeated, his voice cold and firm. Miranda’s voice was sharp and full of disbelief. “How can you stand up for this woman when I’m your cousin?” Jason didn’t move. He stayed strong, his voice calm. “She’s my wife,” he said, still glaring at her. “And I won’t let anyone disrespect her, not even my family.” The atmosphere was heavy with anxiety. My cheeks burned, yet Jason’s words surrounded me like a protective barrier. For the first time in quite some time, I felt secure. Miranda, hurt by his words, went quiet. Her face was red with shock and embarrassment. Jason turned back to me, his face softer as he reached for my hand. I took his hand, and he led me to the racks of dresses. H
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AVA'S POV I just sat there, staring at the phone after the call ended, like it might ring again if I held on tight enough. My hand was still wrapped around it, fingers stiff. Officer Daniels hadn’t given me much. Just that I was needed for questioning in an “ongoing case.” That was it. No context. No warning. Just cold, polite words that chilled me to the bone. My stomach felt like it had dropped through the floor. I forced myself to breathe and pushed up from the bed. I needed to keep it together. Emma and Mason were downstairs, and I couldn’t let them see me rattled. Not when things had just started feeling normal again. I changed back into jeans and the same soft sweater I wore earlier. Nothing fancy. I didn’t want to look like I was trying too hard. I didn’t want to look guilty either. God, what was I even thinking? Guilty of what? You didn't do anything wrong Ava. I shook my head and went downstairs heart pounding but face calm. The sound of giggles greeted me before I e
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JASON’S POV I slammed the tablet on my desk so hard that Ben flinched. “Have you seen this crap?” I barked. Ben shifted awkwardly, standing a little straighter. “Yes, sir. It’s all over the internet.” I dragged a hand down my face, then leaned over the tablet again, jaw clenched. The headline burned into his eyes. I stared at the screen, my fists clenched. Every word in that article made my blood boil. “Storm Management Faces Backlash After Campbell's Group Runway Disaster.” “Campbell Group’s designs labeled uninspired, rushed, and low-quality.” And then the photos. One of Storm's management top models in Milan walked down the runway while the sides of her dress split wide open. I could see the moment on her face – shock, embarrassment, trying to stay professional while the cameras flashed. It was a disaster. A very public one. And my company’s name was all over it. Everyone in the world already knew about it. Beneath that, editorials ripped the collection apart. “Un
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