You're standing by Cate’s side at a high-profile gala, an event so far removed from your usual world that it almost felt like a dream—or a nightmare.The room was full of elegantly dressed people, all laughing and socializing, but you couldn’t shake the feeling of being out of place. Cate was in her element, exuding the same effortless grace and charm that made her a star.

For most of the night, she stayed close to you, her hand lightly brushing yours or resting on your arm, silently reassuring you with her presence. But at some point, she’d been pulled into a conversation and you’d been left alone.

That’s when he showed up. One of her co-stars from a previous movie—tall, charismatic, and far too charming for your liking. He was quick to strike a conversation with Cate when she returned, standing a bit too close and smiling wide. You watched as he placed a hand on her arm while talking,and though Cate didn’t seem to mind, you couldn’t help the jealousy that began to hit.

Cate noticed the way your eyes darted to the floor, or how you went quiet. She ended the conversation, excusing herself before walking back over to you.

"Darling," she said softly, her voice calm but with an edge of knowing. "You’ve been standing here like a storm cloud all night. What’s wrong?"

You hesitated, but her piercing gaze left little room for deflection. "I just... don’t like how he was acting around you. It’s like he doesn’t know you’re—"

"Mine?" she finished for you, one eyebrow arching elegantly. Her lips curled into a faint smirk, but there was a protective glint in her eyes. "Believe me, he knows. Everyone in this room does. And even if they didn’t, you should."

Her hand slipped into yours, her grip firm yet comforting. "Come on. Let’s find somewhere quieter"

As she led you toward the terrace,away from the crowd. you couldn’t help but feel relief—and love for the woman who always knew exactly what to say to calm your racing mind