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Her Rebirth, His Regret Chapter 037
MAEVE Patricia called me into her office the morning after the gallery event and looked at me across her desk with an expression I couldn't immediately read. "Sit down," she said. I sat. She laced her fingers together on the desk and looked at me for a moment and I held my breath. Was she about to fire me? "I watched the coverage from last night," she said. "The gallery event. Your piece." She paused. "Maeve, I've been in this city for thirty years. I know talent when I see it and I know when someone is wasting it." She held my gaze. "You're wasting it managing my restaurant." I opened my mouth. "I'm not firing you," she said quickly, one hand coming up. "Lord knows I need you here and Marcus isn't back for another few weeks. But I want to say something to you that I mean sincerely." She leaned forward. "Whatever happened that made you end up answering my job listing instead of building your own label, you need to fix it. Because what I saw in that display case last night does
Her Rebirth, His Regret Chapter 036
MAEVE The email came on a Tuesday morning while I was in Patricia's office going through the lunch reservation list and trying to figure out how we were going to seat a party of twelve that had booked for one fifteen when we already had three tables of eight confirmed for the same slot.My phone buzzed on the desk beside me and I glanced at it out of habit and then looked back at the reservation system and then looked back at my phone.Competition organizers. In person interview requested. Questions regarding the Phoenix brooch submission ahead of the final announcement.I read it once. Read it again. Set my phone face down and stared at the reservation screen for a moment without seeing any of it.They wanted to interview me.I picked the phone back up and read it a third time just to make sure I hadn't invented it.I hadn't invented it.I typed back a confirmation with fingers that felt slightly disconnected from my hands, set the phone down, and sat there in Patricia's office with
Her Rebirth, His Regret Chapter 035
MAEVE The Gilded Fork was a five stare hotel and also my last resort. It had floor to ceiling windows, warm amber lighting visible even from the sidewalk, the kind of entrance that had a canopy and a doorman and flower arrangements that got changed every two days because the owner believed wilting flowers communicated a wilting standard. I had looked it up the night before the interview and spent a considerable amount of time convincing myself I was qualified enough to walk through that door.I was. I knew I was. I just needed my nerves to catch up with that information.The woman who met me in the lobby was not what I had expected.Mid fifties, natural silver locs pinned back elegantly, reading glasses pushed up on her forehead like she had forgotten they were there, a deep burgundy wrap dress and the specific energy of someone who had built something from the ground up and knew exactly what it was worth. She looked at me when I walked in and her whole face changed."Maeve Quinlan.
Her Rebirth, His Regret Chapter 034
ALEXANDER Dorothy was shit at her job.One week since Maeve walked out and I had spent most of it quietly doing Dorothy's work before anyone else noticed it wasn't being done. Files that came back organised in a way that made no logical sense. Meeting reminders sent to the wrong people. Calls forgotten, calls returned to the wrong contacts, a client left waiting because she couldn't locate the transfer function on a phone she had been using for three weeks. I fixed all of it without comment and went home every evening more worn down than the one before.And it wasn't the kind of tired that fixed itself with sleep.My eyes kept drifting to the desk outside my office. Not to Dorothy sitting behind it. Just the desk itself. The surface of it, the angle the morning light hit it, the empty corner where that stubborn little succulent used to sit that had somehow made itself part of my mornings without my permission. Gone now. Like everything else she had taken when she left.I hated that I
Her Rebirth, His Regret Chapter 033
MAEVE I didn't really plan to sleep for eleven hours.I pulled Jane's guest room duvet up to my chin fully expecting to lie there running everything through my head the way I had been doing for weeks. Instead I was just gone. Out completely before I'd finished the thought.When I woke up I felt lighter than I had in years. Like my heart was bigger, my chest wider. Somehow not smelling the familiar scent of my old room back at the Quinlan house was reason enough to make me feel like I could do anything, achieve anything. I lay there in the quiet and just let that feeling exist.Coffee smell drifted under the door. Jane's voice floated from the kitchen, firm and instructional, clearly mid-disagreement with one of her plants.I smiled at the ridiculous snippets of the one sided conversation that reached my ears.I padded out in my socks and Jane handed me a mug without turning around and kept pressing her case to the plant. I stood there and drank my coffee and thought quietly that I wa
Her Rebirth, His Regret Chapter 032
Jane was waiting at the door when the Uber pulled up.She had her arms crossed over her chest and her 4C curls pulled up into a messy bun and she was wearing an oversized sweatshirt that said something I couldn't read from the car, and the moment I stepped out she looked at my face and her expression did something that she didn't try to hideShe just looked at me. At my swollen eyes and my scabbed lip and the mark on my cheek that hadn't fully faded yet. She looked at all of it and her jaw tightened and her eyes went bright and she crossed the small distance between us and pulled me into a hug that had nothing careful about it, both arms wrapped around me completely, her chin on top of my head, squeezing like she was trying to make up for every hour of last night that I had spent alone in that room.I stood there with my arms at my sides for exactly two seconds before I hugged her back.We stood on the sidewalk like that for a while. Neither of us said anything. A man walking his dog
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