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Chapter 81

Rosa’s povI had decided to ignore Victoria's text message and immerse myself in work at the boutique instead. The rumors and whispers were already so burdensome, and I could hardly handle going head-to-head with a rival designer who wanted nothing more than to take me down.James, on the other hand, had different plans.One evening, as we sat across from each other at the kitchen table with Victoria's note between us like some silent dare, he went on: "Face her, Rosa." His tone was business-like but not at all harsh. Don't let her silence you with bullying.I was well aware and hesitated with my hands clenching to my teacup. What if it is just baiting? What if she's playing with me? To make me lose my focus?”James leaned forward, his gray eyes unblinking with mine. “Then you stand your ground. You obviously do not have to play her game, but neither can you let her believe she can intimidate you. Rosa, you better than this."I stared back up at him, his belief in me both comforting a
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Chapter 82

Rosa’s povJames shut the laptop and looked at me, his face wearing an expression of seriousness I had never seen before.Victoria is more than another designer to beat, he said, low and measured.I held still, his tone tumbling in my chest like a rock. “What do you mean?”James sat forward, elbows on his knees. “She’s working with Reginald. He is a wealthy investor, and according to what I have found; he has been trying to destroy The Patron's hold for decades."My head was spinning, the metaphysical ramifications punched me like a freight train. I had heard Reginald whispered in some industry circles — a nearly-specter with no doubt ambition, about as overzealous as I could be. However I never thought he could do something like this.Who gives a shit about The Patron, he would actually say. I questioned, not sure I believed it.James’s expression darkened. It is because Reginald aims to become ruler of the fashion world. He has been slowly gathering parts of several different fashio
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Chapter 83

Rosa’s povI had hit my breaking point. Victoria had played her games for too long, and I had finally tired of letting her puppeteer the situation. If she thought she could sweet-talk me into submission, she was in for a lesson.I texted her, “You know where to meet me a the boutique, my hands shaking slightly.James looked up from his laptop. “Are you sure about this?” he said, a note of concern edging his voiceI nodded firmly. James, I cannot keep running away from her. She is messing with my life, my career. It’s time to end this.”He looked at me for a second, like he was consider something then nodded. “I trust you. But Im keeping close in case merry go round avalanche.An hour later Victoria walked into the boutique with her head held high causing my stomach to twist. First, the inevitable entrance — she was always beautifully put together, her stilettos click, click about on the tile.“Rosa,” she said, smiling slightly. "You must have called me here to give up, am I right? It
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Chapter 84

Rosa’s povEnter Marcus with evidence, and suddenly we had the makings of a plan. The papers were incriminating—accounting ledgers, emails, contracts; all proving Reginald operated an illegal manner of business. There alone he had bribed officials, faked records and intimidated designers, suppliers and competitors. And that was all it took to not only assassinate his character but also take down the empire he created out of lies and terror.The next step was taking the evidence to where it needed be.We partnered with investigative journalists who wanted to expose Reginald for years but never had the evidence to corroborate their theory. They poured through Marcus's records, confirming every detail before sending out a hatchet job that reverberated around town and left fashion zinging.My phone was buzzing nonstop the morning of the story.A headline read: “Empire Crumbles: Reginald Sued For Alleged Fraud & Intimidation.”Heading: A tabloid headline from October 2023, right after I st
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Chapter 85

Rosa’s povIt was my belief that time would sand down the rough patches. If I had a life with Emma, if her laughter echoed in our home along with growing dreams and maybe even love, I thought, perhaps then I could block the pain from my mind. Yet there are some wounds that you cannot hide away, so deep will they ensconced themselves in the well of your heart.But tonight, standing in the dim light of our living room while James flipped through the recent designs I’d left on our coffee table, those wounds seemed nonexistent. They were simply concealed, resting deep below the depths, awaiting for an instance such as this to surface.“Are you happy with these?” Excuse me James said, holding up one of the sketches His tone was neutral, as if he were just inquiring about the weather. Even so, there was an earnestness in that tone, a genuine desire to connect with something I placed value on.“I was, uh…” I said, cutting myself off. "They're fine." I looked aside, staring at a place on the
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Chapter 86

James’s POVGuilt has a way of burrowing under your skin — like, something you can feel all the time and never get rid of. I still feel it even when Rosa says we are moving on, the reminder of every sin I committed against her, all the ways I fell short.But it's not just Rosa anymore. It’s Emma.Whenever I see her smile, it reminds me how close I came to losing that too. The abduction, the life threatening situation she was in haunts me. I leave each day knowing I was not there to protect her, and that haunts me.Anyway, I had decided to do my best to keep them safe. Both of them. At any cost.The first time Rosa noticed, I was guilty, she says she thought I was merely observing. It was a minor matter — I insisted on sending her home from the boutique in a driver, notwithstanding she has never wanted for independence. She laughed at me, smiled politely but I could see the twinkle in her eye.She had said, lightly, James, it’s only a few blocks.“Indulge me,” I said, mustering a smile
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Chapter 87

Rosa’s POVThey began looking for something banal. I wasn't intruding, not really. This was when I was sorting out James's office drawers, something I'd volunteered to do when I'd seen the mountain of files building and papers strewn around. That was so like him, careful and meticulous about business yet chaotic in his personal affairs.What I discovered, however, was anything but what I expected.The envelope, well aged but of fairly crisp paper, was in reverent service to the letter, with edges tattered from too many folds. I knew I was about to see something familiar once my hand shook as I drew it out, the faint scrawl in loops.Haylee.Just the name itself caused my chest to clench. I knew relatively little about her, just snippets he'd been unwilling to share. I knew all the details, she was his ex-girlfriend before me, a shining star in his life snuffed out before her time.I looked over my shoulder, anticipating James to walk in here and catch me with the letter. But he wasn’t
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Chapter 88

Rosa’s POVThere are things no parent is ready for — nothing anyone could ever tell you will dull the stab of watching your child completely shattered, terrified and questioning her every understanding of life as to how reality works. When we had gotten Emma home, I told myself for weeks that she would be fine —that she was tough like her father and smart like me.Yet there I was outside her bedroom with her wails cleaving up the night and suddenly I arrived at the cold, hard realization that she really wasn’t okay.“Mommy!” Desperation laced Emma's voice, hoarse and afraid—an octave that snapped me up on my feet like a hot iron.I very cautiously opened the door not wanting to scare her. She was propped up with her covers bundled around her, shaking like a mini jackhammer. Like James, her blue eyes were wide, searching the room for whatever they saw lurking in the shadows.I replied softly, sitting on the edge of her bed: I'm here sweetheart.She threw herself into my arms so that he
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Chapter 89

Rosa’s POVSecrets have a way of finding the spotlight, but they do tend to stay in the shadows until perhaps the best—or worst—time for them to shine. For all those years, I had been two people—the face of Rosa's Boutique and the invisible puppeteer of one of the planet's top fashion houses. I enjoyed the work and creative aspects, the power of manifesting my vision into reality.However, this power also came at a cost.James texted me one word, urgent — I knew something was up, this was during a design meeting we were having. I made an excuse and immediately called him.“James, what’s going on?”His voice was tense, his words carefully articulated. “Rosa, you need to come home. Now.”He was already pacing the living room when I got there, his laptop on the coffee table. He had his tie hanging loose, sleeves rolled up, and when he turned around to talk to me the furrow in his brow deepened.“What happened?” I asked, my heart pounding.He gestured to a screen where an email thread was
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Chapter 90

Rosa’s POV The worst I thought was over. Vivian was incarcerated, and Dera could no longer be implicated. The ghosts of the past had finally disappeared—or so I thought. It came in the mail one Tuesday, wedged between Emma’s school newsletter and a magazine. At first, it was benign: a little bracelet, exquisite and simple; one charm only—tiny rosebud, fragile little thing really—and made without the telltale stain of industry. It was not the bracelet itself that upset me but rather the accompanying note. “to the woman who flourishes in the chaos.” There was no signature. No return address. Nothing but those words, written on a blank card. Sunlight glinted on the charm as I turned the bracelet in my hands. It was pretty, for sure, but it felt... wrong. I later showed it to James coming home that evening. “Did you buy this for me?” So I asked, sounding far more casual than I felt. After frowning a moment, he took the bracelet from my hand. “No. Why?” So I said, “It came in the
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