Jason’s POV
Jason’s POV
Jason’s POV
I stand behind the stage, the noise of the hall buzzing in my ears, a slow, satisfied smirk pulling at my lips. Finally, Finally, all the pieces are falling exactly where they should.
God… I knew something was off from the very beginning.
The first day I saw “Aria” beside my boss, Edrick, the perfect, polished Mrs. Vale, my stomach twisted. Not from guilt. Please. I’ve never felt guilty a day in my life. But from suspicion.
I knew Alina.
I dated Alina.
I wasted months of my life on that girl.
So when I saw her pretending to be Aria, standing where she didn’t belong, wearing things she could never afford, looking terrified beneath all that fake confidence, I recognized her immediately.
But I didn’t say anything then. I wanted to be sure. I want
