LOGIN"Finish that sentence." My voice cut across hers. A beat passed. A shift crossed her eyes. Then she said it anyway. "Cleaned houses for people like us." The room went completely quiet. "My mother." I stopped. "Worked with her hands for people who believed that made her less than them. People exac
Alicia’s POV The pen was in my hand. I hadn't moved since the door closed. The page in front of me, the same line, and now I knew someone had been observing me return to it, watching long enough to count each return. I had spent three years believing he never saw the parts that weren't performed.
"He also mentioned Vera Sorel has made her attendance at the follow-up conditional on yours," I said, letting the other piece of the weight land between us. "He wanted me to know that." The pen halted in her hand. She took a breath, slow, through her nose, and the line of her throat moved once befo
Edward's POV Phillip arrived at twenty past ten. He settled into the chair across my desk and set his coat on the arm of it. The draft was already in his hand before he opened his mouth. "Signed and filed as of this morning. Your name on the minority position. Clean." He set a single folded page
"I don't know." "You said it to him. Not here." The pause that followed remained too long to be casual. "What are you afraid of?" I didn't rush it. "That I'm seeing it right. And it still falls apart anyway." She shook her head slightly. "That's not uncertainty. That's you refusing to close y
Alicia's POV Elena didn't turn when I came in. She was at the counter, spoon hovering over a bowl she hadn't touched in a while. The kettle had gone cold long enough to feel intentional. My bag hit the floor by the door. She didn't look at it. "You came back wrong." "I came back two days ago."
Alicia's POV It took a while before I realized my hands had stopped shaking. That was the first thing I noticed. Walking through that door, handing Edward the envelope, crossing the room under every pair of eyes—all of that had cost me. But now I was here. Seated. And my hands were steady on t
Edward's POV The gates opened before I reached them. Metal yawned, obedient, unaware its master was coming apart. I pulled through. Gravel cracked under the tires. Too loud, too sharp. Everything feels too loud since she left. The estate glowed as it always did: calculated lighting, perfect symm
Alicia's POV The table was set, warm light spilling from the overhead fixture onto plates and glasses already waiting. My father sat at the head, hands folded, watching us with that quiet smile he always wore when we were all together. Lily sat beside him, already grinning at something. I carrie
Alicia's POV The apartment was dark when I heard the key in the lock. I didn't move from the couch. Didn't turn my head. Just sat there. Knees pulled up. Arms wrapped around them. Been like that for hours. The door opened. "Alicia?" Elena's voice. Sharp. Worried. Footsteps. Fast. Then she







