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Colet Vergara was the kind of girl your mother warned you about - but you still fell for anyway.
Heiress to old money, draped in leather and attitude, she was the life of every party and the storm that followed it. A walking contradiction: hot and cold, charming and cruel, always with a cigarette between her fingers and something stronger in her glass. Heartbreak turned her reckless, and ever since she left, Colet's been spiraling - a chain-smoking, fast-driving, heart-breaking red flag wrapped in designer chaos.
She was Aya Fernandez. A name that still made Colet pause - even if only for a second. Aya, with her flawless pirouettes and picture-perfect life. Smart, graceful, from a family who dined with presidents and danced on politics. Aya was Colet's first love, her softest secret, her hardest goodbye.
But fate has a twisted sense of humor.
Because now there's Aiah Arceta - radiant, composed, and untouchably stunning. A model born into influence, who walks through chaos with calm eyes and quiet confidence. She sees through the smoke and the smirk. She sees her. Not the mask, not the mess - but maybe the girl worth saving.
Can Aiah rewrite Colet's story? Or is Colet too far gone, lost in a war of her own making, where love is just another cigarette waiting to burn out?
This isn't a love story.
This is a reckoning.