Amira

"Why am I still crying?" I murmured to myself, trying to push away the emotions that lingered. It wasn't Leonard that caused these tears, but perhaps... Ronan. A sense of melancholy settled over me as I recalled the moment he proudly introduced his beautiful girlfriend.
Come on, Liora, he's not meant for you and can never be yours. He sees you strictly as a baby sister, nothing more.
Liora Faith Hearthstone was the only daughter among her brothers, and against all odds, she defied her family to marry Leonard, an upcoming businessman with humble beginnings. She concealed her true identity from him, secretly helping to grow Glitters & Co., her husband's company. Tragically, on their one-year anniversary, she discovered Leonard cheating with a woman who claimed to be a Hearthstone—a woman Liora had never heard of. Overcome with anger and disappointment, Liora went to the club to clear her head. There, she encountered Ronan, her older brothers' close friend, and realized that her childhood crush on him had never truly faded.
Ronan Wolf headed to the Club to meet his girlfriend, only to find she had mysteriously canceled. As fate would have it, his timing was impeccable; he arrived just in time to rescue Liora from the clutches of her soon-to-be ex-husband. Watching her, Ronan was struck by how she had blossomed into a stunning woman. Yet, an undeniable tension hung in the air—Liora was a forbidden temptation, the younger sister of his best friend.

Dumped My Cheating Ex, Returned As A Super Designer.

The air backstage was electric, a palpable mix of excitement and tension that seemed to hum in harmony with my own heartbeat. All around me, the chaos of last-minute adjustments unfolded like a symphony of creativity and nerves. Designers hovered over their models, fussing over hems and embellishments. Assistants darted about, armed with pins, tape, and a singular mission to perfect every detail. In the corner, I stood still, an island of calm amid the storm. Yet beneath my composed exterior, a tide of anxiety surged.


This was my first major competition, and the room buzzed with the presence of the industry’s elite. Giants whose names I’d only ever whispered in admiration were here. But as I turned to my rack of designs—creations that had consumed my thoughts and dreams —my doubts began to dissipate. These pieces were my voice, my story, and my soul stitched into bridal fabric.


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