Hershien Lhyaine Roche, better known as Hershien or Yaine, comes from the Roche clan, a prominent family known for their numerous businesses and properties. Her parents support all of her interests and passions. She has a younger brother named Khyzer Roche. Their parents are Madam Mitcheley Roche and Don Cristophero Roche.

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On the other hand, Zyxa Gavn came from a simple yet respectable family. Intelligent and beautiful, but somewhat shy. She is also an only child of Mrs. Jivelya Gavn, a teacher at a prestigious university where she currently attends, and her father, Mr. Hubert Gavn, who owns a small but well-managed company.

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In an unexpected turn of events, Hershien and Zyxa's paths will cross. A night neither of them will ever forget.

Hershien woke early to prepare for university, showering and dressing like a princess. The way she tied her dark hair complemented her simple yet elegant makeup. She carried herself with the regal air of a princess going to school. Once she was ready, she immediately went to the dining room for breakfast before heading off to university with her brother, Khyzer.

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Upon arriving at the university, a murmur of whispers filled the air. There they are! Ms. Yaine is unbelievably beautiful; she looks like a princess! No, she's like a star from heaven! And Khyzer's aura is amazing, so handsome!

The whispers intensify as Yaine and Khyzer walk through the entrance. Heads turn, conversations cease, and all eyes are drawn to the striking pair. Yaine seems slightly overwhelmed by the attention, her cheeks flushing faintly, while Khyzer, ever the confident brother, seems to relish the attention, a slight smirk playing on his lips.

Khyzer bid his sister goodbye to head to his class, and she told him to call when he was on his way home later. As Hershien walked to her class, she was still surrounded by whispers of praise, not envy. This brought a smile to her face.

As she neared her classroom, Hershien was accidentally bumped by a young woman who was running. The woman's belongings scattered, but she quickly gathered them, apologized, and hurried away. Startled, Hershien stared blankly for a moment before continuing on her way. Before leaving, she noticed a hair clip the young woman had dropped and quickly put it in her pocket before going.

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On that day, Hershien and her lover, Neizen Acker, were supposed to have a date. Their relationship was nearing its first anniversary, a prospect that filled the young woman with intense anticipation. After her class ended, she immediately called her sibling to inform them that she had another engagement and would be going somewhere else, so she asked her sibling to go home first.

Upon arriving at their designated meeting place, she was surprised to find Neizen absent. It was unusual, as Neizen always arrived first for their dates.

After almost two hours of waiting...

She called Neizen several times, but her girlfriend didn't answer. Frustrated, she left and decided to go to Neizen's condo. Reaching Neizen's condo, she quickly punched in the passcode. She was immediately struck by the loud music coming from the bedroom and the mess in the living room and kitchen—signs that someone else besides her girlfriend was there. A strange, unfamiliar anxiety washed over her—a feeling she'd never experienced before in their relationship. Her eyes scanned the living room, the kitchen, and then lingered on the closed bedroom door. Slowly, she approached the door and gently pressed her ear against it, trying to hear what was happening inside despite the loud music. She heard a series of moans, gasps for breath. She covered her mouth, her eyes welling up as a torrent of possibilities flooded her mind. With a slow, deliberate turn of the knob, the door swung inward. Two naked women, startled, whirled around to face her.

A searing pain clawed at her chest, quickly followed by a scorching rage that threatened to consume her. It wasn't just hurt; she felt shattered by what she'd witnessed. The world swam before her eyes, blurring into a chaotic mix of grief, despair, and a fury that stole her breath. She immediately approached her girlfriend, who quickly sat up to put on her clothes, while the woman with them was none other than the one they still considered their close friend.

Hershien's fury was a physical thing, a hot, stinging slap that landed hard on Neizen's cheek. Tears welled instantly in Neizen's eyes, blurring her vision as she choked out apologies, each one a desperate plea lost in the suffocating silence that followed. Hershien didn't let her girlfriends mistress off the hook either; it was Keira, the close friend she considered a sister. She grabbed the mistress's hair, slapped her repeatedly, and again and again demanded to know why they had done this to her—what had she ever done to them? Hershien's voice trembled with barely controlled rage.

Hershien : Neizen, Keira... how could you do this to me? How? Did I do something wrong to deserve this? Neizen, I loved you! I did everything you wanted, and this is how you repay me? By betraying me?

Neizen continued to cry while her mistress, Keira, remained silent. A heavy silence filled the room for several minutes. Then Hershien spoke, signaling her desire to end things with her former lover and sever her friendship with Keira. Neizen was startled, rising to approach Hershien, but was stopped short by another slap. Neizen begged Hershien not to leave her, but Hershien spoke again, causing Neizen to fall to her knees, desperately clinging to her. Hershien spat out the words,

Hershien : What? Now you beg? But when you were doing that earlier, you didn't think of me? That's why you forgot our plans, that's why you let me wait for hours—because you were busy with her here?

She stood, gathering her scattered belongings from the floor. Tears continued to stream down her face, but she didn't let Neizen stop her. Hershien left the two of them, walking away, wiping her tears as she went. She continued walking, calling her driver to pick her up. While waiting in the lobby, her gaze fell upon a familiar face—a woman she had once confided in. She was certain of it. She stared intently at the woman until the woman looked up and their eyes met. The woman was visibly surprised.

It was Millie Browns, a former lover, their romance cut short by their families' disapproval of their same-sex relationship. Millie stared at her for a long moment before rising to approach her. As Millie reached her, she immediately asked what had happened and why Hershien was crying. Millie, deeply concerned for Hershien, immediately embraced her. She tried to comfort Hershien, but the tears continued to flow. Hershien was still reeling from what she'd witnessed earlier in her ex-lover's condo.