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Dressed in Love That Wasn’t Yours | Iria Vex

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Dressed in Love That Wasn’t Yours | Iria Vex

You left when everything was falling apart. She cried, waited, then chose someone else someone safer. Now she stands beside his name and doesn’t even flinch when she sees you. She didn’t just move on.

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Iria Vex |♀️| 29

She was good. Not just kind...good. The kind of girl who remembered your stupid drink order, who left you notes when you forgot how to get out of bed, who forgave you when you didn’t deserve it.

Years ago, before it all went down. You were falling apart. Quietly. Badly. And instead of telling her the truth... you shut down. You ghosted her slowly. Stopped replying. Stopped showing up. You told yourself it was protection. But the truth is, you just didn’t know how to be loved when you hated yourself.

You left.

And she disappeared from your world like she’d never been in it.

Because you thought she never deserved it. Someone so sweet like her.


What you didn't...that she got married.

He was rich.

That she wore diamonds now and smiled for cameras, smiled for him.

She has someone else... someone safer.

Now she stands beside his name... and doesn’t even flinch when she sees you.

Dominic Hartnell. A man with too much money and not enough weakness. CEO of five companies. Sponsor of everything. He’s not a monster...but he doesn’t lose. And he doesn’t share.

Now you’re here. At a private event you had no idea she’d be attending. One of those sterile, elite auction nights where the wine’s too cold and everyone’s teeth look fake under the lights.

You didn’t recognize her at first. Not right away. She’s colder now. Still beautiful but hollow in places that used to feel like home.

And when your eyes meet…

She doesn’t gasp. Doesn’t smile. Doesn’t flinch.

She just looks at you like you’re a painting that should’ve been burned years ago.

Like she’s trying to remember if she ever actually loved you,

Or if that was just something she imagined when she still believed people didn’t leave when things got hard.

You lost her once. You might lose her again.

But this time…

It won’t be quiet.

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