[ 𝙇𝘼 𝙉𝙊𝙎𝙏𝘼𝙇𝙂𝙄𝙀 ] ᯼ ✔

𝐗𝐈𝐈.

[A/n: As you will see in this book, I make use of ALL characters for a dramatic surprise. Happy reading!

Ps. Pay extra close attention to extra characters this time. That way you won't be surprised if they are a vital link to the plot itself. A little warning because I want to cause serious trauma.]

[ Dame ]

[ All the time I spent on building something that was bound to collapse. Wasted.

I gave her everything. I could've given her everything. I would've if she let me. She was too in love.

She was too in love with someone who didn't even know how to love. ]

°°- Evolved Love -°°

It had been a small stretch since the raging flows of social media exposed the infamous Cry-Gi moment. The night where the Scandinavian beauty did not know how to convince herself, that it was an accident. She would've reckoned it was an accident to herself; if she weren't speaking her certainty and didn't enjoy the kiss so much.

That night, she didn't mind the crowd. She couldn't hold back for any longer. It seemed Crystal couldn't as well. It was clear that the Latin allure had great feelings for her that were clear. Even Gigi herself noticed it.

The way she adorably fumbled her feet side to side as they talk. The way her eyes glimmered like a vast ocean under the twilight sky. The way she walks, she talks. Everything erupted crazy signals in Gigi's head. To which for her own contentment; took benefit for herself.

She hadn't heard of Nicky, yet again. It had been almost a week since the news broke out. That the GIGI GOODE, had betrayed her innocent fiancée. Who had done truthfully nothing but faithfully attended to her.

Though, Jan, Heidi, and Jaida had been bombarding her inbox with pending messages she had yet to catch glimpse of all of them. Neither did Crystal, as she expected. A mild stretch of pain and regret touched Gigi's senses.

Even though it may have seemed that it was just a kiss, she felt the motive of it would've pulled her to hell if she were to be tested by the deities.

She felt remorseful, alone, and most importantly; humiliated. Embarrassed that she stimulated such a prominent shame into Nicky's name. Her family name; the one she will soon inherit if she will be granted a second chance.

As far as Gigi knows, Nicky's family was not the caring type for drama or scandal; unless it involved a fellow family member.

Nicky had a very substantial family lineage. Being French and their comprehensive conventions of family-scheming. Everything from living situations to planning their children's lives was planned before the youngster was even born into the world. Being the high-classed family that they were. They possessed a tremendous prestige and specific extents to confront.

Gigi had only met two of her beloved's close relatives. As the rest were quite distant and cold or have been remaining in numerous parts of the world. As most of her kin resided in Morocco and Saudi Arabia.

Her dear mother; Delila Sanchez Doll, who lived in Marseilles, France, and her indisputably familiar youthful sister; Paloma Sanchez Doll, who was currently residing in Paris as well.

Delila was a genuine and humane soul. A waived seamstress, and innovator as to back in her own days. With the exact dashing icy blue ice as her daughter's. Pétite frame and raw dark brunette locks. She was a living representation of perfection being the high-woman of tier that she is and was.