"If that is the case, then let show you what it ans to et soone worse."
By now, Selin felt as if her legs could no longer support her weight.
Aurora straightened and took her hand, almost politely.
"You don’t look well," she said with a pleasant smile. "Let see you out."
Selin did not resist. The strength had drained from her completely.
Aurora led her out of the venue, the lively music fading behind them, replaced by the cold quiet of the night air. Outside, the faint sll of rain lingered on the wind.
She opened the car door and calmly guided Selin inside.
As Selin settled into the seat, Aurora looked at her one last ti.
"Hopefully," Aurora said, "we never et again."
Selin said nothing. She watched Aurora walk away, her hands trembling uncontrollably, only after the figure disappeared.
She pressed a hand to her racing heart.
"It’s fine... I won’t go back. It’s over."
Yet bitterness still filled her chest.
’Why does Selena always end up with people like this? Why is she always surrounded by those who protect her so fiercely?’
.............
anwhile, Mia and Selena entered a private room. The mont the door closed, the noise from outside vanished, leaving behind an almost suffocating silence.
Selena looked at Mia, who refused to et her eyes.
"What happened?" Selena asked gently.
Mia pressed her lips together before speaking.
"You see Aurora as a friend, don’t you?"
Selena nodded.
"And you know she doesn’t have feelings for you."
Selena nodded again, confused.
Mia finally turned toward her, her eyes clouded with emotion.
"Then why," she whispered, "couldn’t I stand seeing you two together? I was... unbelievably jealous."
Hearing those words, Selena almost felt joy overflow in her chest like sparkling champagne ready to spill. Her heart leapt, warmth spreading through her veins.
’She was jealous... because of .’
But just as that sweetness began to bloom, Aurora’s final words echoed in her mind.
’Confront the problem.’
The three words rang clearly, steady and unavoidable.
Selena looked at Mia, whose eyes were still slightly red from suppressed emotion, and spoke carefully.
"If you truly feel insecure," she began, her voice steady despite the tremor in her heart, "then from now on... I won’t contact Aurora anymore."
The air in the room seed to freeze.
Mia’s face lost color instantly, her expression stiffening as if soone had peeled away all emotion and left behind stone.
"It’s not like that," Mia said quickly, shaking her head. "I didn’t an..."
Before she could finish, Selena interrupted gently but firmly.
"There’s a condition," she said.
Mia blinked. "A condition?"
Selena t her eyes directly.
"If that’s the case, then you shouldn’t contact Selin anymore either."
Mia stared at her in disbelief.
"Why are you making such an unreasonable demand?" she asked, confusion and frustration mixing in her tone.
At first, Selena wanted to remain silent.
She had never been good at explaining her fears; they felt childish, ugly, irrational. But this ti, she forced herself to speak.
She told Mia everything.
She spoke of childhood mories, of things taken away effortlessly, of watching Selin stand above her like an untouchable queen.
She confessed how seeing Mia laugh with Selin tonight had made her chest tighten painfully, how fear had clawed at her lungs, whispering that history would repeat itself.
By the ti she finished, tears shimred openly in her eyes.
"I understand if you don’t feel insecure the way I do," Selena said softly.
"Maybe you don’t understand my fear. But I can say one thing for sure. I was jealous. I was scared. So next ti... if possible, don’t contact Selin in front of ."
Mia stood there quietly, guilt slowly washing over her.
She had never imagined her own girlfriend carried so much weight inside her heart.
Without another word, Mia stepped forward and wrapped her arms around Selena tightly.
The embrace was warm and grounding, slling faintly of perfu and the champagne she had earlier.
"I’m sorry," Mia whispered.
That simple apology felt like a soothing balm to Selena’s aching heart.
Selena hugged her back, holding her as though afraid she might disappear.
"I won’t contact her again," Mia murmured against her shoulder. "I promise. I didn’t realize how much this hurt you. I didn’t know Selin was so manipulative."
Selena’s lips curved faintly.
Her heart felt reassured at last.
’At least my wife won’t look in that direction again.’
Yet deep inside, she felt grateful toward Aurora.
If Aurora had not intervened tonight, she would have swallowed her insecurity in silence and smiled like nothing was wrong.
Just as the couple leaned closer, about to seal the mont with a kiss, a knock echoed sharply against the door.
Then Aurora’s teasing voice followed.
"I know you two are busy with adult activities, but perhaps you should get engaged first. Otherwise, I might have to witness your wedding vows right here."
Both Mia and Selena burst into laughter, the tension finally dissolving completely.
They stepped out, and Aurora rolled her eyes dramatically.
"Co on. The guests are waiting."
She led them downstairs, where the hall shimred under golden chandeliers.
The engagent took place, and both Mia and Selena felt that it was perfect.
When it ended, Mia and Selena stood glowing with happiness, fingers intertwined, smiles uncontainable.
As the crowd dispersed, Mia stopped Aurora.
There was faint sha in her eyes.
"I... I was really petty tonight," Mia admitted quietly.
"You arranged everything for us. You made sure this engagent would be unforgettable. And yet I acted childishly and even stopped Selena from being close to you. I was shaless."
She lowered her gaze and murmured, "I’m sorry."
Aurora waved her hand dismissively.
"As long as there’s no distance between you and Selena, that’s enough for ."
She glanced at the ti.
"It’s getting late. I’ll leave first."
Mia and Selena nodded, watching her walk away.
After she disappeared into the night, Mia turned to Selena.
"If we get the chance soday, we should repay Aurora."
Selena nodded without hesitation.
’If she hadn’t been here tonight... I don’t know how long I would have suffered silently.’
.........................................
anwhile, Aurora stepped outside, the cool night air brushing against her face.
But even she was not free from her own turmoil.
Lately, she had begun to miss Spencer more often.
As her siblings and friends got engaged one after another, she found herself wondering,
’When will it be our turn?’
She took a deep breath and sent him a ssage.
"I miss you."
She waited. Minutes passed. Then more minutes. No reply.
Aurora sighed softly.
’Is it night over there?’
When she checked the ti difference, she realized it was indeed late on his side. Shaking her head at herself, she decided she would video call him in the morning instead.
...............................
The next morning, Eleanor invited Theodore to et her at a grand mansion.
By now, Theodore knew her true nature. The sweetness she displayed hid sothing poisonous beneath.
He did not hesitate.
He blocked her number imdiately.
However, he underestimated her persistence.
Monts later, his phone rang again from an unknown number.
Theodore’s irritation flared instantly.
Still, a faint worry crossed his mind.
’What if it’s important or so casting call?’
Reluctantly, he picked up.
On the other end, Eleanor’s soft voice trembled.
"I know my actions hurt you. But Theodore... at least give one more chance."
Inside, Theodore felt nothing but cold exhaustion.
"All the chances you had ended long ago," he replied flatly. "If you continue harassing , I won’t hesitate to report you to the police."
Silence lingered on the line.
Eleanor had never imagined that the man who once loved her deeply would one day remain unmoved by her sobbing.
After a long pause, she inhaled shakily.
"I know I look terrible in your eyes. Just et one last ti. I promise after that, I’ll cut off all contact myself."
"I’m not interested," Theodore said firmly.
He hung up before she could continue.
Just as he was about to toss his phone aside in frustration, a ssage notification appeared.
At first, he did not want to look.
But curiosity slowly drew his eyes to the screen.
The mont he saw the image, his expression changed completely.
His eyes widened.
In the picture, there was a pale hand.
Across the wrist ran a deep, fresh cut, crimson blood trailing down delicate skin.
The mont Theodore saw the blood seeping from the pale wrist in the photograph, his heart dropped violently against his ribs. The crimson line was unmistakable, and so was the small sun tattoo just below it.
It was Eleanor.
There was no doubt.
His fingers tightened around the phone.
"Where are you?" he typed imdiately, his hands trembling despite his attempt to remain calm.
A location was sent within seconds.
Without wasting another mont, he called his driver.
"Take here. Now."
His voice was sharp enough to slice through steel.
It was not love that propelled him forward.
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