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Chapter 47: The Call

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Helena Cross picks up on the first ring.

"Ms. Vann," she says. "I expected you to wait the three weeks."

"I expected to wait the three weeks too," I say. "You bought Rhys Callahan's restoration project."

A pause. Not the pause of someone caught out, the pause of someone who was waiting for this specific sentence.

"I did," she says.

"Why?"

"Because it is an exceptional property with significant heritage value and my company has been looking for a London-adjacent retreat and event space for two
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    Three weeks moves fast when your life is expanding in every direction simultaneously.I hand in my notice on a Monday morning and my manager takes it better than I expected and worse than she pretended, telling me she was thrilled for me while her left eye did something involuntary that told a different story.I spent my last two weeks completing handovers and briefing my replacement and saying goodbye to people I genuinely liked and a few I genuinely did not and trying not to feel the particular bittersweet weight of closing something that was good even if what comes next is better.Rhys watches me process all of it without trying to rush me through any of it.That is the thing about him that I keep discovering in new ways. He does not manage my emotions toward a more convenient conclusion. He just stays in them with me until they resolve naturally, which means I never feel alone in anything even when the thing I am feeling is complicated and does not have a clean name.We go to the

  • EYES OPEN   Chapter 47: The Call

    Helena Cross picks up on the first ring."Ms. Vann," she says. "I expected you to wait the three weeks.""I expected to wait the three weeks too," I say. "You bought Rhys Callahan's restoration project."A pause. Not the pause of someone caught out, the pause of someone who was waiting for this specific sentence."I did," she says."Why?" "Because it is an exceptional property with significant heritage value and my company has been looking for a London-adjacent retreat and event space for two years," she says. "When it came to my attention that it was available, I moved on it.""It was not available," I say. "Rhys has a contract.""Rhys has a contract to restore it," she says pleasantly. "Which I fully intend to honour. I bought the property, not the restoration agreement. He continues his work, I own the building when it is finished." A pause. "It is actually a rather elegant arrangement."I sit with that for a moment.She is telling the truth. I can feel it. Not the whole truth nec

  • EYES OPEN   Chapter 46: Helena's Game

    We do not talk about the building immediately.We stand in the kitchen looking at each other across the chopping board and the half made dinner and the knife I put down and the weight of what just connected itself sits between us for a moment before either of us reaches for it.Then Rhys puts his phone down and picks up the spoon and stirs whatever is on the stove and I pick up the knife and keep chopping and we do that for about thirty seconds before we both stop pretending simultaneously."She bought your building," I say."She bought my building," he confirms."While offering me a job," I say."While offering you a job." "That is not a coincidence," I say."Absolutely not a coincidence," he confirms.We look at each other."She is not just hiring you," Rhys says slowly. "She is hiring the whole picture. You and your story and your instincts and whatever she thinks comes attached to you.""She watched me for eighteen months," I say. "She knows about you. She knows about the restorat

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    Helena Cross talks for twenty minutes and I do not interrupt once.Not because I have nothing to say but because she is the kind of person who constructs an argument the way architects construct buildings, load bearing, no wasted material, and interrupting it would be like knocking out a wall mid build just to prove you could.She tells me what Harlow Creative Group is building in London. A new division, brand strategy at a scale that most firms do not attempt, working with clients across four industries simultaneously, the kind of creative challenge that requires someone who can hold multiple complex narratives in their head and make them all point in the same direction.She tells me why she wants me specifically. Not flattery. Evidence. She has read everything I have put out publicly. She has spoken to people who have worked with me. She references specific decisions I made on specific campaigns by name and explains exactly why those decisions told her something about how I think.Sh

  • EYES OPEN   Chapter 44: The Offer

    It arrives on a Thursday morning while I am eating toast.A formal letter. Printed on heavy cream paper with a logo I recognize immediately because everyone in my industry recognizes it. Harlow Creative Group. The largest brand strategy firm in the country. Three international offices, clients that are household names, the kind of company that does not send letters to mid level strategists at smaller firms unless they want something specific.They want something specific.I read it twice standing at the kitchen counter in my socks.Senior Creative Director. London office. Relocation package included. Salary that makes my current one look like a rough draft. A team of twelve. Full creative autonomy on accounts that I have been watching from the outside of my career and wanting to be inside of for six years.London.I put the letter down.Pick it up again.Put it down.Rhys comes out of the bedroom in his grey shirt, hair not yet sorted, and stops when he sees my face."What happened?"

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