She wore his compass—and followed it straight into his arms.

After weeks of silence and tension, Gabrielle and Prince reunite in Turks & Caicos. No cameras. No contracts. Just skin, lips, and truth. What starts soft turns reverent—him worshipping her with every kiss, her surrendering not just her body, but her walls. It's not just sex. It's devotion.

But paradise doesn’t last.

Back in Miami, they crash a Halloween party—the first time they’re both in public, both with something to lose. Gabrielle glides in like sin dressed as an angel. Prince stalks in as a silent predator. Taylor is there too—smiling, ring flashing, watching.

They don’t speak.

They just collide.

In the bathroom, it’s heat and recklessness, need and ownership. Gabrielle’s moans break the silence. Taylor walks past. And this time? She hears everything.

In Chapter 45, the fallout begins. Gabrielle walks out glowing. Prince follows. Taylor stands waiting—and this time, there are no lies, no pretending. Just truth in a hallway with no exit. Gabrielle leaves with the keys. Taylor is left behind with her pride.

This isn’t just a side story anymore.

It’s the main plot.