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2026-06-18 22:56:01
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The taste Of Revenge THE VOWS
XAVIER'S POVMy collar feels two sizes too small, and I've checked it three times already, certain it's shrunk in the last ten minutes from nothing but the heat building under my jacket."Stop touching it you fool," Noah mutters beside me with a wide grin. My best man, adjusting his own cufflinks. "You look like you're trying to strangle yourself before she even gets here.""I'm fine man.""But you've scanned the crowd six times in the last two freaking minutes."I make myself stop.‘Enough!’ I say, almost like a whisper though. The truth is I already know what I'm looking for, and she isn't there. Some small, humiliating part of me kept scanning the room anyway, like the eighth pass might rearrange the seating chart in my favor… Like reality owes me a rewrite.“Jesus christ…get a grip.” Selene didn't come…I don't know why I expected otherwise. What did I think was going to happen? that she'd walk in wearing something dark and devastating just to prove she could sit through the wrec
The taste Of Revenge THE WEIGHT OF NOTHING
I don't tell Damian about the card delivered and most definitely, the trauma it gave me afterwards…I can't, not yet at least. So instead, I carry the invitation upstairs with me as though putting a little distance between it and the rest of the house will somehow make the decision easier but it doesn't. I sit on the edge of the bed and let it rest in my lap, staring at the elegant gold lettering until the names begin to blur again. ‘Xavier Adrian ... .Aurora Hart’ not only did she take Xavier from me but also dad's last name too. I trace the edge of the envelope with my thumb, then stop when I realize I'm gripping it hard enough to bend the corner. Carefully, almost instinctively, I smooth it flat again and the gesture makes me shake my head at myself. Of all the things I should care about right now, preserving the invitation to their wedding shouldn't be one of them, and yet here I am.I tell myself to decide, but it should be simple… Either I go to the wedding or I don't. Instead,
The taste Of Revenge THE DAY MY HEART FINALLY BROKE
SELENE'S POVI'm halfway through my coffee and freshly baked bread when Maya appears in the kitchen doorway holding her phone like it's something that might go off in her hand."Ma'am." Her voice has that careful pitch she uses when she's about to say something I won't quite enjoy. "Have you…uhm…have you seen the news this morning?""What news, Maya?" She hesitates, which is answer enough, and then she crosses the room and sets her phone face-up on the island in front of me before retreating half a step like she wants distance from whatever's about to happen to my face and I look down on the lit screen.‘AURORA HART AND XAVIER ADRIAN SET WEDDING DATE: SOURCES SAY CEREMONY WILL BE "THE EVENT OF THE SEASON.’ There's a photo attached underneath and it's Aurora at some bridal appointment, laughing at something off-camera, dressed in a red halter neck top that matches her burgundy hair and a max skirt that's quite simple and out of her fashion pick but still works and looking like a woman
The taste Of Revenge THE FITTING
AURORA'S POVThe seamstress kneels at the hem of my gown with a mouth full of pins, and I stand perfectly still in front of the three-way mirror because stillness, when done correctly, is its own kind of power. You'd be amazed how much people reveal to a woman who simply doesn't move."Ouuu, It's stunning," the consultant says, hovering with her tablet. "The lace alone took the atelier six weeks.""It should look like it took longer." I turn slightly, watching the skirt move with me. "I want people in that church wondering exactly how much it cost without anyone having the audacity to ask.""Of course, Mrs Adrian."Xavier's in the next room being fitted for his tuxedo, and through the cracked door I can hear the low murmur of him answering the tailor in that distracted voice he's had for weeks now, the one that means his mind is somewhere I haven't been invited to, which is so sickening, cause I already know where it is. I've always known where it is but cared less."Bring me the veil
The taste Of Revenge THE BIG TOAST
You really planned this whole thing without me catching a single clue," I say, still slightly stunned, looking around the room at the candles and the flowers that are decidedly not tulips."Yhup. It took me two weeks." Damian looks entirely too pleased with himself. "I told Addie on a Tuesday, although she made me sign something.""She made you sign what?" I ask, my face painted with astonishment."Let's say a verbal contract. ‘Extremely binding’, apparently, in Addie's legal system." His mouth curves. "I broke three dinner plans, canceled a deposition, and told my Claire I had a 'personal issue’ to attend to so many times she started looking concerned for my wellbeing.""And Addie kept it from me for two weeks? We literally went for dinner yesterday…that's just…aargh!”"Don't blame the poor girl, Addie kept it from you for two weeks. I must say, she's highly professional." He says it like he still can't quite believe it himself. "I didn't think that was possible. I told her that and
The taste Of Revenge SAVE THE DATE
The champagne in my glass has gone warm and I notice it the way you'll notice small things when you're happy peripherally, almost fondly because Damian's mouth is still inches from mine and the quartet hasn't started again and I'm thinking, quite seriously, about dragging him to whatever room in this building has a door that locks.My subconscious is already removing her shoes."You were about to say something," I murmur even though my face is still fixed at the door. "I was?""Yeah…say it." His eyes do that thing… that slow darkening that makes my knees genuinely unreliable, and he opens his mouth then Addie's voice cuts across the room like a thrown plate."Absolutely not. No! Get her the fuck out!” And when I turn, Aurora's standing just inside the doorway in a dried-rose silk cloth with rose patterns detailed on it , her signature burgundy hair loose over her shoulders and she's holding a glass of champagne she clearly poured for herself on her way in. She pauses for a moment af
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