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CHAPTER 18

EVA’S POV

I see Aria clicking on her Instagram from her phone, going to Stella Newton’s official account and tapping on her profile. In Stella's recent post, the latter is showing how she is creating her latest dress which to my utter horror; what Aria is currently wearing.

The ladies who are gathered around us gasp as they see the video. I start to hear them say all kind of things.

“Wow! She’s so lucky to get her dress made from Stella Newton,”

“Do you even know how difficult it is to even get an appointment from her boutique?

“I tried to get her to design my dress for this event, but I was on the waiting list,”

As I watch Aria strut in her Stella Newton dress, a surge of rage flooded my senses, burning hotter with every step she takes. How dare she flaunt her undeserved privilege? The sight of her confidence and pride only fuels the fire within me, igniting a primal urge to lash out.

Her smirk, so smug and self-assured, taunts me like a red rag to a bull. I clench my fists, feelin
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