Chapter 2

Will' s words from their last conversation echoed in her mind.

"You're always so sensible, Ellie. You'll see this is for the best."

He had dismissed her life, their future, as if it were a minor inconvenience he was tidying up.

He didn't understand the depth of the insult, or perhaps he didn't care.

His focus was entirely on Tiff, on his own new desires.

He had tried to make her feel like her pain was an overreaction, that his betrayal was somehow logical.

Ellie felt a cold anger replace the initial shock.

The next day, Ellie requested a meeting with Catherine Harrison.

Will's mother, the former First Lady, was a woman of immense influence and steely composure.

Ellie sat in Catherine's formal sitting room, the air thick with unspoken history.

"Catherine," Ellie began, her voice calm but firm.

"The Vance family cannot accept such a public slight. I request that the engagement to William be officially terminated by your family, and immediately."

Catherine Harrison watched her, her expression unreadable.

Ellie continued, her gaze direct.

"My family's dignity, and my own future, require a different path."

She paused, then played her card.

"A union with someone of Senator Alistair Finch's stature would be more fitting."

She was asking for Catherine's discreet support, perhaps even an introduction, though she knew Catherine and Alistair were acquainted.

It was a bold, unexpected move.

Catherine' s perfectly arched eyebrow rose a fraction.

"Senator Finch?" she repeated, her voice neutral.

"He is a man of considerable power, Ellie. And significantly older."

She looked at Ellie, a flicker of something, perhaps surprise or even reluctant admiration, in her eyes.

"This is a serious step. Are you certain this is what you want?"

Ellie met her gaze without flinching.

"I am certain, Catherine. My mind is made up. The alternative is unacceptable."

Catherine Harrison leaned back, a slow smile touching her lips.

"Very well, Ellie. Your resolve is... noted."