Ten years ago, the Marens and the Davowahs were inseparable two wealthy families bound by friendship, business, and shared secrets. They laughed at gardens, signed deals over champagne, and trusted each other with everything. Until one night, everything broke. A scandal, a betrayal, whispered accusations no one remembered exactly how it started. But after that, the laughter died, the doors closed, and hatred took root where love had once belonged.
Tonight, that past hung heavy over the city’s anticipated event the Maren annual gala. Linda Maren adjusted her gown nervously, the chandelier lights reflecting her unease. Across the ballroom, she could see them Davowahs, dressed, exuding wealth and confidence that burned like fire.
Then her eyes met his. Christopher. The boy who promised he’d never leave her side. The man who now carried a quiet danger she couldn’t ignore.
He went toward her, every step deliberate, as if the years hadn’t existed. “Linda,” he said, voice low, almost familiar.
She swallowed. “Christopher.”
Neither dared to speak of the past or the way their hearts still remembered.
In a world where family feuds were power and love was hard, the hardest battles were the ones fought within.