CHAPTER 1--The Anniversary
The city glittered beneath the evening sky, its lights shining like countless stars scattered across the earth. Inside her luxurious penthouse, Elara Sinclair stood before a full-length mirror, carefully adjusting the final details of the gown she had designed herself.
A smile tugged at her lips as she admired her reflection. The silver dress hugged her figure perfectly, every stitch crafted by her own hands. As one of the most talented fashion designers in the city, creating beautiful things had always come naturally to her.
Tonight, however, was not about work.
Tonight marked six years since she had fallen in love with Damien Moretti.
Six years of laughter.
Six years of stolen moments.
Six years of promises that had convinced her forever was possible.
Her phone vibrated on the vanity table.
She picked it up and smiled when she saw Damien's name.
"I'll be there soon, amore. Get ready. Tonight is all about you."
A warmth spread through her chest as she read the message.
The anniversary celebration was already underway. Friends and family had gathered to celebrate the couple's sixth year together. The atmosphere was glamorous and joyful, filled with laughter, music, and excitement.
When Damien finally arrived, he wrapped an arm around Elara's waist and raised his glass.
"To six years," he said.
"And to forever," Elara added with a smile.
The guests applauded as the couple exchanged loving glances.
Neither of them noticed the woman watching from across the room.
Her smile was sharp.
Her eyes were filled with hatred.
Hidden among the crowd, she watched the celebration unfold in silence.
No one paid attention to her.
No one realized what was about to happen.
By the end of the night, blood would stain the celebration.
And Elara Sinclair would disappear.
