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The sound of waves crashing against the shore greeted me as I stepped out of the car and took my first look at the secluded beach resort Adrian had brought me to. It was breathtaking, the kind of place that seemed pulled straight from a postcard. A long stretch of golden sand hugged the turquoise water, and palm trees swayed gently in the breeze. The sun was low on the horizon, casting warm orange and pink hues over the sea. For a moment, I forgot to breathe. “It’s beautiful, isn’t it?” Adrian’s voice pulled me from my trance. He stood beside me, his hands casually tucked into his pockets, but there was a softness in his eyes as he looked at me, not the view. “It’s perfect,” I said, my voice barely above a whisper. He smiled, the kind of smile that seemed to reach deep into his soul. “Come on. Let me show you where we’re staying.” The cottage was perched on a small hill overlooking the beach, secluded enough to feel like the rest of the world didn’t exist. Inside, it was cozy and
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It had been less than a week since Adrian and I had returned from our blissful weekend getaway, but it already felt like a lifetime ago. The tranquility of those sunlit mornings and quiet evenings had been replaced by a storm of flashing cameras, endless phone calls, and a public judgment that I wasn’t prepared for. The first sign of trouble came early one morning. Adrian was still asleep, his arm draped protectively over me, when my phone buzzed incessantly on the nightstand. Groggily, I reached for it, expecting some mundane notification. Instead, the headlines glaring back at me made my heart stop. "Billionaire Adrian Blackwell’s New Romance: Gold Digger or Genuine Love?" "Adrian Blackwell’s Vulnerable Side Exposed: Is Isla Martinez Taking Advantage?" I stared at the words, disbelief washing over me. There were photos—candid shots of us walking on the beach, laughing over dinner, and even a blurry one of Adrian kissing my forehead under the stars. They should have been beautifu
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The world felt oddly quiet. Not the comforting silence of early mornings or the peaceful hum of flight attendants preparing for another flight. No, this silence was different. It was the kind that settled in my bones, making the air feel thicker, more suffocating. Since the break-up—or whatever we were calling it now—things had been nothing but noise. The media, the rumors, the constant bombardment of headlines. Each one seemed to pierce deeper than the last. I tried to shut it out, to focus on my work, on the routine of being a flight attendant—the endless hours of airport terminals, the dizzying heights of planes, the fleeting conversations with passengers. But none of it could stop my thoughts from drifting back to Adrian. I had always known how unpredictable life could be. After all, as a flight attendant, I was no stranger to the chaos of airports, the unexpected turbulence, and the endless interruptions of routine. But the one thing I never expected was to feel adrift. Adria
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The city felt colder that evening, even with my coat wrapped tightly around me. My breath came out in little puffs as I walked down the familiar streets. I didn’t know why I was doing this—why I had answered Adrian’s message after all this time. Maybe I wanted closure. Maybe I wanted to see him one last time before I could finally let go. Or maybe I was still hopelessly in love with him, no matter how hard I tried to convince myself otherwise. I clutched my bag a little tighter as I stepped into the building and rode the elevator up to the rooftop. The hum of the elevator seemed louder than usual, or maybe it was just the pounding of my heart echoing in my ears. When the doors opened, I was greeted by the crisp night air and a view that always took my breath away—the city skyline stretching endlessly, shimmering like a sea of stars. And there he was. Adrian Blackwell. Standing near the edge, his tall frame silhouetted against the lights. His hands were in his pockets, and he turned
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