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Chapter Ten: I’ll Be Fine

Author: Stacey
last update Last Updated: 2025-11-08 01:15:40

Eva’s POV

The acceptance letter mocks me. I should’ve known.

Micah Grayson who made partner at a young age of thirty-one, and Stefan Hudson who’s still a senior associate—after years of trying and failing to make partner—although he’s the same age as Micah.

But what better way to show that I can survive without Stefan? This job is my first in nearly five years, and I will not let Stefan take it away from me.

“Yes. Stefan…will that be a problem?” Micah gives me a look, it’s challenging, daring me to stand my ground.

My jaw ticks. “No. It won’t. B-but will he be coming here?”

“Would it make a difference if I said no?”

Relief warms my chest, but I don’t show it, breathing slowly through my nose instead. I ponder on his question…would it make a difference?

I nod. “Yes. I’m not ready to face him…not after what happened at the courthouse.”

Micah doesn’t respond, he just stares long and hard. His suit jacket hangs on his chair, messily-styled hair falling over his forehead.

He looks powerfu
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