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    K’s breath hitched as tears welled up, glistening under the boutique lights like shattered ss. She bit her lip, struggling to hold back a sob, her eyes pleading.


    “I… I just want to understand why…”


    “There is no why.” Noah cut in, his tone edged with finality. “Go home.” He turned to leave, but before he could take a step, K lunged forward, wrapping her arms around him from behind, clinging to him as if letting go would tear her apart.


    “Noah, don’t go… please don’t leave me like this…” Her voice broke, raw and desperate.


    Noah stiffened. A flicker of something unreadable passed through his eyes, but it vanished just as quickly. His fingers curled into fists before he reached down to pry her hands off, his voice cold as ice.


    “K. Let go.”


    K only held on tighter, her grip unrelenting, her body trembling against his.


    “I won’t let go… I can’t let go…”


    “K!” Noah’s voice turned sharp, a warning cutting through the air.


    She flinched. The fight drained from her as she slowly loosened her grip, gazing at him with tearful eyes.


    Her lips parted, her voice barely above a whisper.


    “You really have… changed.”


    Noah said nothing. He simply walked out.


    The boutique’s extravagant glow suddenly felt hollow. Left standing in the middle of it all, K remained frozen—alone, her world closing in on itself.


    The Starlight G shimmered with extravagance—crystal chandeliers spilled golden light over a crowd draped in luxury. A velvet-red carpet stretched ahead, a celestial path leading straight into the realm of the elite.


    Sadie stepped inside, her floor-length gown a masterpiece of sophistication. Every stitch and fold seemed sculpted toplement her silhouette, effortlessly disying poise and confidence.


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    “Never thought I’d see Sadie here.”


    “That gown must have cost a fortune.”


    “I heard hertest designs are turning heads again. Maybe she’s reiming her throne.”


    Murmurs drifted toward Sadie, heavy with curiosity and judgment. She barely acknowledged them, offering only a knowing smirk as she moved through the hall, each step as measured as a queen’s.


    Cameras erupted in shes, their relentless bursts carving her presence into the night.


    Then, just as she settled into her seat, the air shifted. A subtle but unmistakable ripple of awe swept through the room.


    Noah had arrived.


    True to form, Noahmanded the room the moment he stepped in. His custom-tailored suit draped wlessly over his broad frame, every detail entuating his quiet dominance. There was an effortless grace to the way he moved—calcted yet natural, a presence both maic and inescapable.


    At his side, her arm delicately intertwined with his, stood K.


    Draped in a champagne-colored gown that shimmered under the lights, she was the picture of elegance, her poised demeanorplemented by a soft, practiced smile. Together, they looked almost surreal—a portrait of perfection, effortlesslyposed.


    “They’re breathtaking, like something out of a fairy tale. Mr. Wall and Miss Wade—what a wless match.”


    Admiration rippled through the crowd, their voices hushed yet brimming with envy and awe.


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