Eileen’s POV

By the time the sun rose over New York City, the news had already spread.

Not slowly.Not quietly.

But explosively.

Every major social platform, business forum, and elite circle group chat carried the same headline:

Adrian Vance Publicly Confirms Relationship at Design Exhibition

And beneath it—Photos.

Clear ones.

Me standing beside him.Calm.Composed.Unshaken.

I woke to the sound of my phone vibrating endlessly against the nightstand.

I didn’t open my eyes immediately.

For a brief moment, I allowed myself to remain still, wrapped in the quiet warmth of sleep.

Then the buzzing continued.Persistent.Demanding.

My brows furrowed slightly as I reached out, grabbing the phone without looking.

The screen lit...