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I hadn't seen Luca Bennett in seven years, but I recognized his silence immediately.
We used to be everything to each other-two kids who thought growing up meant staying together. Then one day, he left... and we stopped being us.
Now I'm a fashion stylist in New York, building a name for myself in a world that watches everything I do. I'm polished. Untouchable. Loved by some, envied by others.
And him?
Luca Bennett is no longer the boy I knew. He's a ruthless entrepreneur, a name whispered in boardrooms and fashion headlines. Cold. Controlled. Impossible to read.
We were supposed to be strangers.
Instead, I was assigned to style his campaign.
Now we're forced into each other's world again-late nights, private fittings, forced smiles for cameras that don't know the history between us.
But the problem isn't that we hate each other.
It's that we don't.
And some things never really stay in the past... no matter how badly you want them to.