As Alex walked away, Mark's expression turned into a sneer. "Look at him, a lost puppy who thinks he's found a new friend," he said, his voice dripping with disdain.Elisa felt a pang of hurt and anger at Alex's dismissal. She didn't understand why Alex was so cool about leaving her, like he never cared about her at all. She tried to brush off the feeling, but it only seemed to intensify as she watched Alex laugh and chat with Dianna.Determined to hide her hurt, Elisa joined Mark in his mockery. "Yeah, look at him, thinking he's so special just because Dianna is talking to him," she said, her voice laced with venom.Mark snickered, his eyes gleaming with amusement. "I know, right? He's like a little lapdog, following her around and wagging his tail."Elisa's hurt and anger boiled over, and she unleashed a torrent of insults at Alex's retreating back. Elisa's words were laced with malice, but deep down, she was trying to cover up the hurt she felt. She couldn't understand why Alex was
Williams stepped up to the microphone, a warm smile spreading across his face. "Ladies and gentlemen, dear friends, I want to take a moment to thank each and every one of you for joining us tonight at Whitemoon. Your support means the world to us, and we're thrilled to have you here to celebrate with us."As Williams continued to speak, Alex found himself drifting away from the crowd, his eyes scanning the room until they landed on Dianna. She was standing in the back, sipping a glass of wine and chatting with a small group of people. Alex felt a spark of attraction as he watched her laugh and smile.He made his way over to her, his feet carrying him across the room without him even realizing it. "Hey," he said, tapping her on the shoulder. "Great performance tonight."Dianna turned to him, her eyes sparkling with warmth. "Thanks, Alex. I'm glad you enjoyed it."As they chatted, Alex found himself getting more and more attracted to Dianna. He couldn't help but compare her to Elisa, his
Elisa woke up with a scowl etched on her face, her mind still reeling from the previous night's events. She had been so sure that she would finally get a chance to impress William and advance her career, but Alex had somehow managed to steal the spotlight again. And to make matters worse, he had done it with Dianna by his side, laughing and smiling like they were the only two people in the world.As she lay in bed, Elisa's sulking turned into a full-blown pout. She tossed and turned, her sheets tangled around her legs, her eyes fixed on the ceiling. How on earth was she going to take her career to the next level of she couldn't even secure and audience with Mr Williams? And why, oh why, was she still attracted to Alex?The questions swirled in her head like a toxic storm, making her stomach churn with anxiety. Elisa threw off the covers and got out of bed, stomping over to the window. She yanked open the curtains, letting the bright sunlight flood the room, but even its warmth couldn't
Alex had been sitting at the table for what felt like an eternity, nursing a cup of coffee and checking his watch for what felt like the hundredth time. He was waiting for Williams to arrive for their meeting, and he was starting to get anxious. Just as he was thinking of walking out and rescheduling for another time, he saw Elisa and Mark approaching him.His first instinct was to get up and leave, to avoid the confrontation that was sure to come. But then he remembered the promise he had made to himself - he wasn't a coward, and he wouldn't let Mark's bullying drive him away. So he sat back down in his seat.As Mark began to taunt him, Alex kept his gaze on Elisa, wondering why she was so quiet. She usually joined in with Mark's mockery, but today she seemed subdued, her eyes fixed on the floor. Alex's eyes narrowed, trying to read her expression. Was she feeling guilty about something? Or was she just bored with Mark's antics?Mark's words were like a steady drumbeat, wearing Alex d
Alex is tempted to plead Elisa's case, to ask Williams to consider giving her a chance despite her behavior. He thinks about how much she wants to be a star, how much she's willing to do to get there. But then he remembers the way she's treated him, he she's locked and belittled him. He recalls the pain she's caused him, the hurt she's inflicted. And he changes his mind. He decides not to plead her case, not to ask Williams to give her a chance.Immediately they enter the car , Williams turns to Alex feeling bad and apologetic. "Alex, I'm so sorry I'm late. I was stuck in traffic due to a terrible car crash on the highway. It was a mess. I tried to get here as soon as I could."Alex's eyes widen as Williams recounts the accident. "What happened?" he asks, concerned.Williams takes a seat, still catching his breath. "It was a multi-car pileup. I was stuck behind a truck that had overturned. The police were trying to clear the road, but it took forever. I was worried I'd be even later th
Mrs. Sanders proceeds to mock him, a sly smile spreading across her face. "Well, well, well. Look what we have here. My good-for-nothing son-in-law, Alex. The man who couldn't even keep my daughter happy."She turns to her friends, who are watching the exchange with interest. "You know, ladies, this is the man who Elisa was foolish enough to marry. But she soon realized her mistake and dumped him. And can you blame her?"Mrs. Sanders' voice drips with venom as she continues to mock Alex. "I mean, just look at him. He's got no vision, no direction, no purpose in life. He's just a drifter, a waste of space. No wonder Elisa left him."Her friends nod in agreement, their faces filled with disdain. "Yes, poor Elisa," one of them says. "She deserved so much better than this loser."Alex sighs in anger, but he refuses to give Mrs. Sanders the satisfaction of seeing him react. He stands tall, his eyes fixed on her, as she continues to mock him."And now, look at him," Mrs. Sanders says, her vo
Mrs. Sanders, still trying to get under Alex's skin, sneers at him. "I'm sure you begged your boss to lend you this car, didn't you, Alex? I mean, there's no way you could afford a car like this on your own."Alex tries to protest, but before he can say anything, the driver intervenes. "Actually, the car belongs to my boss," he says, trying to come to Alex's rescue.But Mrs. Sanders and the others misinterpret his words. "Ahah! I knew it!" Mrs. Sanders exclaims. "You're just a charity case, Alex. Your boss feels sorry for you, so he lends you his car."The others start to snicker and nod in agreement. "Yeah, that's probably it," one of them says. "I mean, why else would someone like Alex be driving a car like this?"Alex driver tries to correct them, but they're not listening. "No, that's not what I meant," the driver tries to explain. But the damage is done. Mrs. Sanders and the others are convinced that Alex is just a poor, pathetic soul who can't even afford his own car. They conti
Elisa's phone rang, breaking the silence in Mark's living room. She hesitated for a moment before answering, hoping it wasn't another call from Williams or someone else from Whitemoon."Hello?" she said, trying to sound cheerful."Elisa, darling, it's Mom," her mother's voice said on the other end of the line. "I have some news to tell you. You won't believe what happened today."Elisa rolled her eyes, already knowing where this was going. "What is it, Mom?""Well, I was at lunch with the girls today, and you know how they can be. Anyway, Alex was there, and let's just say he didn't exactly make a good impression."Elisa's eyes narrowed, her grip on the phone tightening. "What do you mean?"Her mother hesitated, clearly enjoying the drama of the situation. "Well, he was trying to show off, as usual, and ended up getting ridiculed by everyone. Even James, Bonnie's son-in-law, recognized him from Whitemoon and started making jokes about him being Williams' lapdog."Elisa's eyes widened,