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"In the end, things turned around for us," Jessi continued, her voice filled with gratitude.

"My parents found stable jobs, and we were able to rebuild our lives, but my love for fashion never disappeared. Now, it has decreased, but I can’t help but feel nostalgic when we go shopping. To think that I’d had to resort to messing around with second-hand clothes to create something to wear to now being able to afford all of these.“

I reached out and gently squeezed her hand.

Even though I felt bad for having to make her revisit the unpleasant part of her past, I was grateful for the opportunity to understand my friend on a deeper level.

“Alright!” She clapped her hands, a large smile replacing the melancholic expression on her face.

“We’re not done shopping. Why talk about a depressing topic when we can go and buy expensive things?”

She held up Dante’s black card with a sly grin.

I rolled my eyes and linked my arm to hers.

It was clear that she didn’t want to dwell on the past anymore and I didn’t mind.

With what she had shared, I felt like our friendship had gotten deeper.

With our hunger satisfied, we ventured back into the shopping.

We explored different stores, from trendy boutiques to popular shoe stores.

We tried on countless outfits, laughing and capturing memories with our phones.

Amidst the sound of hangers sliding across rods and the chatter of fellow shoppers, my phone buzzed in my purse.

Curiosity piqued, I pulled it out and was greeted by a flood of notifications.

Confused, I unlocked my phone to find messages from friends, co-workers, and even strangers, all mentioning something I had no idea about.

With a racing heart, I clicked on a link from one of the messages in bold font, and my eyes widened in disbelief.

‘Well-known Billionaire Dante Cortini's Secret Romance?’

A mixture of shock and anger coursed through my body.

How did this happen?

I turned to Jessie, my voice shaking with a mix of anger and frustration.

"Jessie, look at this. The tabloids have leaked our relationship! How could they invade our privacy like this?"

Her eyes widened in disbelief as she took my phone and scrolled through the headlines, her hand reaching out to comfort me.

"Oh my gosh, I can't believe it. This is an absolute invasion of your privacy."

The weight of the situation settled on my shoulders, and a whirlwind of emotions consumed me.

Would this affect Dante's career?

What would people say about us?

“Don’t think about it. Dante is a billionaire. The news was bound to get out at one point.” Jessie tried to comfort me.

“Besides, I’m sure Dante will handle it. He’s rich, and he’s also-,”

Jessie cut herself off and looked around before coming closer to whisper, “-a mafia Don.”

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