He smiled... because crying wouldn't change anything.
The ballroom shimmered under golden light, but Micah Langford could only see him.
Lucien Ariti Cirillo stood at the center of it all-radiant in a custom-tailored navy suit, his hand casually resting on the lower back of the Omega beside him. Jade. They looked perfect. Every movement rehearsed, every smile polished like a gemstone under the spotlight.
Micah's fingers curled tighter around his champagne flute.
Across the room, cameras flashed. Someone shouted, "Kiss! Kiss!" and the crowd laughed-full, warm, oblivious.
Lucien leaned down. Jade tilted his chin up.
And Micah felt his heart split in quietly into multiple pieces.
The glass slipped from his hand.
It didn't shatter-but the sound still echoed.
Still, no one noticed.
Micah bent to pick it up, swallowing the lump in his throat. And that's when the thought returned-soft, familiar, cruel.
There are moments when I wish I could roll back the clock and take all the sadness away, but I have the feeling that if I did, the joy would be gone as well.
He had loved Lucien since he was seven.
Since that one garden party-the kind with shiny shoes, forced smiles, and food that no one actually liked.
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