The air in the gallery was thick with anticipation, but all Isabelle could feel was the weight of her heart sinking. Her eyes drifted over the guests, none of them paying any attention to the crack forming in her world.
Adrien stood across the room, his eyes finding hers through the crowd. For a fleeting moment, there was something in his gaze—regret, sorrow, a silent apology. But it vanished as quickly as it came, replaced by the poised, practiced expression of a man used to wearing masks.
Beside him, she stood—Sophie Beaumont, heiress and perfect fiancée. Isabelle’s stomach churned as Sophie whispered something into Adrien’s ear, her hand resting possessively on his arm. The engagement ring on Sophie’s finger sparkled under the lights, mocking Isabelle’s hopes.
This wasn’t how it was supposed to be. She never should have let him into her life. She never should have let herself fall.
As Adrien turned away, swept up into the flashing cameras and shallow smiles of his world, Isabelle knew—there was no place for her in it.
Not anymore.
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PARISIAN HEARTS
RomanceUnder the shimmering lights of Paris, Isabelle, a struggling artist, is drawn into a world she never imagined. When she meets Adrien, a powerful businessman with a guarded heart, their lives become intertwined in a dance of passion and longing. As t...
