What happens When a renowned actress becomes entangled in a scandal with the nation's most powerful senator, the stakes couldn't be higher. Falling inlove in politics is a whispered sin, a fragile thread spun in the shadows, waiting to unravel. It carries the weight of hidden desires and the peril of exposed truths, a delicate dance on the edge of a knife. When the veil lifts, it's more than just hearts that break-the trust of a nation fractures, and the once-steady ground beneath powerful feet trembles. What begins in quiet whispers can end in a storm, leaving ruin in its wake and turning ambitions to ashes.
"So, you're just going to throw it all away, just like that?!" Isabelle, a brunette woman, yelled across the room, her voice trembling as she watched the woman she once loved walk down the stairs with her luggage in hand.
The woman, Alexandria, seemed unfazed by Isabelle's pleas. "Alexandria! I'm talking to you!" Isabelle shouted again, hoping that the name would stop her, and indeed, it did.
Alexandria turned to face her, her expression cold and emotionless. "Yes, Isabelle. We never should have started this in the first place," she stated calmly, but her tone was firm.
Isabelle's eyes welled up with tears, her voice breaking as she asked, "Was I... Did you even love me?"
Alexandria met her gaze briefly before turning away, picking up her luggage once more, ready to leave.
But before she could walk out the door, Isabelle gathered all her remaining strength to speak. "If you're going to leave now, then go. But don't ever come back, because there's nothing left for you here."
As Alexandria walked out without another word, Isabelle collapsed onto the staircase, hugging her knees as she cried. She couldn't help but wonder how it had come to this-how she had lost the love of her life so completely. How?