The proposal Aurora had dreamed of? A total sham. Just a stunt by her boyfriend, Marco, to make his first love, Sofia, jealous. The second she said, "I do," Sofia stormed in, tears and all, wailing that she'd changed her mind—that she couldn't let him marry someone else. And just like that, they were in each other's arms, celebrating their grand reunion. Meanwhile, Aurora stood there, the punchline to a cruel joke.
Lihat lebih banyakAfter Aurora left, Lorenzo and Camila braced for Marco to spiral—maybe throw a fit, ditch rehab, or do something reckless.But to their surprise, he didn't.He pushed through recovery, never once demanding to chase after Aurora. It reassured them, made them think he'd grown up, moved on.Only Marco knew the truth.He hadn't forgotten her. He just realized that playing the victim would only make her hate him more.Months later, his leg was mostly healed. No more intense sports, but it didn't mess with his daily life.Following his parents' plans, he stepped into the family business.Work became his escape. He threw himself into it, and under his lead, Ramírez Corp not only bounced back but soared.Lorenzo, satisfied, handed over full control. Just like that, Marco became the business world's newest rising star.The only problem? He was a total workaholic. No hobbies, no social life—just work and home.No one knew his real escape: secretly watching performances from a certain d
Aurora pulled some strings and got a meeting with Sofia.They faced each other through the glass, but this time, the power dynamic had flipped.Sofia sneered. "What are you so smug about? Think you've won? Marco chased me for ten years—one year with you won't erase that. How long do you think he'll stay loyal? In the end, you'll probably end up worse than me."She knew prison was inevitable, so she didn't bother hiding her bitterness.Aurora just nodded. "You're not wrong. If I were like you—pinning my whole life on whether a man loves me—I might've ended up worse."Her voice stayed even. "But I don't rely on a man for my future. Dancing, moving abroad—that was for me, not anyone else."If you lost to me, it's because you wasted your time on things that never mattered. If you'd actually valued your opportunities, you wouldn't be this helpless, even now."Silence. Nothing left to say. Justice would handle the rest.***Meanwhile, at the hospital, Marco was in surgery. The Ramír
Aurora was in a good mood, so she didn't bother rejecting Marco's presence. He trailed behind, watching her, eyes filled with reluctance.How he wished he could be selfish just once—pull her into his arms, beg her to stay, swear he finally understood.But he held back. He couldn't stand seeing that look of distrust in her eyes again.Aurora had no reason to talk to him. No point in dragging things out. Any conversation would just reopen wounds better left closed.They walked in silence—one ahead, one behind. And for a fleeting moment, Marco wished this road would never end.But it did.Aurora didn't look back. She stepped onto the curb, raising a hand for a cab. Marco stood a few feet away, unwilling to turn away just yet.Then, everything changed.A car shot toward her from behind.Fast—too fast.And instead of slowing down, it sped up.Marco's mind blanked out, but his body moved before he could think.He lunged, yanking Aurora out of the way.The car missed her.But it
"Aurora..." His voice pulled her back.She met his gaze—intense, searching."You remember, don't you?" His eyes held something close to desperation, like he needed this.She didn't deny it. That night was burned into her memory."Yes, I remember. You saved me. And because of that, even when you forgot my birthday, ignored the things I loved, and acted like I didn't matter, I still held on to that one moment of kindness."Marco's smile faltered. "I'm sorry. I took you for granted. Back then, I thought chasing her was love. I didn't realize the person who truly cared about me was right beside me..."But I won't make that mistake again. I know now—your birthday is July 19th. Your favorite flowers are bellflowers. And you love—""That's enough." Aurora cut him off, steady and firm. "That one moment of kindness made me forgive you more times than you deserved. But the second you used Diego against me? I owed you NOTHING."Marco went pale.Memories crashed over him—how, in his blind
Aurora had zero interest in playing nice with Lorenzo.Back when Marco was twisting the truth online, ruining her life, Lorenzo hadn't lifted a finger. Now he showed up—because someone he cared about was hurting.When she didn't budge, he sighed. "Visit him, and this investment goes through. Your troupe gets the funding it needs."Aurora hesitated. The team had been over the moon about the funding, and even though she hadn't been there long, she already felt at home with them. Letting them down wasn't an option.Lorenzo, sensing her doubt, threw in one last offer—after this, he'd never bother her again.Fine. One visit, and she could shut the door on Marco for good.After taking leave from the troupe, she booked a flight to Santora.At the airport, Hugh was there to see her off. "You don't have to go. Don't let anyone push you into this."His concern made her chest tighten. She shook her head. "Some things need to be settled face to face. I'll be fine."Hugh held her gaze. "Wh
By the time security showed up, everyone was bruised and battered.Marco's face was pale. Someone had nailed him in the stomach during the chaos. Maybe it was the booze, maybe the pain, but his gut twisted so hard he thought he might puke.Still, his eyes burned with fury. If no one had dragged him back, he wouldn't have stopped.Security broke up the fight and called an ambulance.On the way to the hospital, a sharp, metallic taste filled his mouth. He coughed, spat out dark blood—then everything went black.***Lorenzo and Camila rushed to the hospital the second they got the call.Marco was in surgery. No one knew how bad it was. Their hearts pounded.When they found out he'd wrecked himself fighting his childhood friends over Aurora, Camila was livid. And anxious.How had things spiraled this far because of that woman?Time dragged. When the surgery finally ended and Marco was wheeled out, Camila couldn't hold back her tears.The doctor sighed. "He's stable, but he needs
After the interrogation, Marco got deported back to Santora—no formal charges, no real consequences. But he refused to accept it.He pulled every string he could, desperate for a way back, but Lorenzo shut it down the second he caught wind of it. Aurora was done with him. No forgiveness, no second chances.Marco swore he wouldn't give up, but it didn't matter. As long as Aurora stayed out of Santora, she was untouchable. And Lorenzo? He made sure Marco cut ties for good.With no way out, Marco threw himself into work, grinding himself into exhaustion. Days blurred into nights at the company—no sleep, barely eating. His sharp, polished look? Gone. He was a ghost of himself.Camila panicked, begging him to go out, see friends, do something before he worked himself into the ground.He gave in. Went to a bar. But instead of unwinding, he just sat in the corner, knocking back drink after drink. The expensive liquor? Might as well have been water.Marco's friends stared, stunned.Marc
Marco yanked Aurora's wrist, but she just laughed—cold and sharp. "Together? Nah. You must've forgotten. We were just messing around. Your girlfriend is Sofia."She jerked free, but he wouldn't let go.Hugh, standing nearby, clocked the tension. This guy wasn't here for anything good.He stepped in, planting himself between them. "Sir, let her go. She's not into this."Marco's temper snapped. "This is between us. Back off!" He shoved Hugh, trying to push him aside.Bad move. Hugh didn't hesitate—his fist slammed straight into Marco's face.Marco, golden boy of Santora, had never been hit like that.Fueled by jealousy and rage, he let Aurora go and swung back.Chaos erupted. Fists flew.Hugh had the height and reach, but Marco wasn't just some spoiled rich kid—he'd been trained to fight since childhood. Within moments, Hugh started losing ground.Marco's fist was about to slam into Hugh's face when Aurora snapped.Squeezing her eyes shut, she stepped between them.Hugh was o
Aurora had no clue about the chaos unraveling in Santora. The first time she even heard Marco's name was when Professor Serrano called.After checking in on her progress, Professor Serrano casually dropped the bomb—Marco and Sofia's breakup. Then came the warning: stay away from a guy that heartless.Aurora let out a helpless laugh. She got it. Professor Serrano was just looking out for her, afraid she'd fall for Marco's tricks again and throw away everything she'd built.But after stepping into a whole new world, Aurora saw just how big life really was. Everyone had infinite paths to take, and the things that once felt world-ending? Yeah, not so much anymore.Even the guy she thought she could never forget... now, thinking of him only brought a quiet kind of nothingness.That love had faded, slipping away without her even noticing.One thing was for sure—she'd never lose herself in someone else's shadow again.Professor Serrano seemed relieved.After hanging up, Aurora turned
"I do!"Aurora Diaz beamed, holding out her hand, waiting for Marco Ramírez to slide the ring onto her finger. Their friends cheered.Marco knelt, reaching for her—Then a tearful voice shattered the moment."Enough! I give up! Marco, I won't let you marry someone else!"Aurora's stomach dropped. Before she could move, Marco shot to his feet, leaving her behind like she was nothing, and pulled Sofia Blanco into his arms.Tears streaked Sofia's face. "I admit it—I can't just stand by and watch you propose. I can't!""Don't worry, I was only putting on an act with her. I knew you couldn't handle it. But now that you've finally admitted your feelings... will you stop running from me?"His voice was warm, devoted—like he hadn't just been promising forever to someone else.Aurora stood there, numb, as Sofia nodded. As Marco lifted her, spinning her in pure joy. As the crowd cheered for them, like this was how it was always supposed to be.No one noticed her.Even when she got sho...
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