تسجيل الدخول“She’s the girl?” Amery said, her voice laser sharp and she didn’t try and keep it quiet.Calix sighed. “Am, can we not?” He asked and Ilana felt a twinge of annoyance on Amery's behalf because of the way he said the words.Tired, pained. As if it was somehow her fault.Her and Daniel weren’t serious so it wasn’t a big deal but these two apparently were and Calix wasn’t handling the situation well.Ilana bit the inside of her cheek, leaning back in her chair. She'd rather not get entangled in their drama if she could help it.“Just answer the question, Calix.”Amery’s anger was quite opposite to Daniel. It was loud and explosive and not afraid to make itself shown. And it was already starting to attract eyes.“Yes,” Calix confessed, his voice small as if he’d just admitted to a shameful secret. Ilana felt a wave of acid rise up her throat.“You knew everything, Am. Why’re you acting like I cheated on you? Do I need to remind you of our agreement?” He asked, elbows on the table as he
Conversation buzzed around the table - with only Daniel and Amery contributing to it - but no words made it past Ilana’s buzzing ears.All she could focus on was Calix’s hand on her thigh, slowly drifting upwards and the way his touch stole her breath. Slowly and then all at once. She wasn’t sure what he wanted with her. He hadn’t even looked at her longer than a few seconds for the entirety of the dinner but his hand told an entirely different story.And the fact that his supposed girlfriend was sitting right across from him didn’t make things any better.Ilana tried to feel something for Amery, for the girl who looked hopelessly infatuated with a guy who had his hand under another girl’s dress but all she felt was a painful numbness in her chest.No guilt, no regret. Just a dull awareness that she was contributing to someone’s else’s pain. But in her world, pain like this was an inconvenience, a triviality - it didn’t feel like a big deal to Ilana.Maybe when every day of your life
Ilana took the cake for the most delusional person alive.It had taken her brain a little while to catch up to the fact that Calix’s choice of seating hadn’t been some subtle declaration for her to satiate her ego or a way of showing his non-existent jealousy, a way to stake his claim.Nope, it was because it was the only available option left. The chairs were arranged in a way that no matter where he sat, it would still have been right next to her, given Daniel's position across from her.Ilana felt a flush rise to her cheeks as she mentally rolled her eyes at herself. The dinner proceeded a little too slowly according to Ilana and she tried to shut off her mind and to get through this as silently as possible but it proved difficult once Amery, having apparently gotten over her initial irritation at being roped into a double date, started speaking.And then she wouldn’t stop.She glanced at Daniel, who had his features arranged in a grimace as Amery droned on about something going
Ilana glanced around the place and then back at her dress, pulling at the hem, cursing herself for not confirming the dress code with Daniel beforehand.The place was fancy but definitely not fancy enough to warrant a black body con. At least it wasn’t one of her spaghetti strapped ones, she told herself, grateful for the boatneck and the half sleeves.“Relax, Ro,” Daniel said from across her, that damned smile still on his face. It was starting to look fake now and Ilana wanted him to stop doing that. “You look wonderful. Stop thinking about it.”She forced back an identical smile, hoping that he wouldn't be able to tell the difference between the two.“Yes, of course,” she said. “People have better things to do than judge me.”He gave a little laugh, shaking his head as if Ilana had said something utterly unbelievable. She gritted her teeth, somehow managing to keep the too bright smile in place. It was all she could do to not roll her eyes.And of course, the opinions of strangers
Ilana wasn’t sure how she found herself back at this dusty little corner of the record’s room. All she knew was that she’d wanted to escape Calix and the way her heart kept sinking every time her thoughts drifted back to him.But according to their agreement, she couldn’t leave until she informed him where she was going to spend the rest of the day.Their meeting from a few hours ago still lingered in her mind, draining away any strength she thought she had left. She wasn’t ready to face him again so soon. Even if it was to tell him she was leaving.So, here she was, lounging on one of the bean bags in the dusty little corner of the record’s room. She relaxed - or at least she tried to - her head thrown back and her eyes closed. She tried not to think about the looks shared between Calix and the girl from his office. She tried not to think about the date she’d agreed to only to get a reaction out of him and ending up being disappointed.But she couldn’t complain about any of it so s
Ilana looked at the time on her computer screen for the millionth time, feeling every little second and millisecond trickle by as if it was stealing a piece of her soul everytime it slipped past.The girl Calix was supposedly dating hadn’t left his office ever since they’d walked in together and Ilana hadn’t been able to focus on anything else, her eyes glued to those damned opaque walls.She’d thought about bombarding Izumi with questions about the relationship. How long had it been going? How come he wasn’t going to keep this a secret anymore? Did his father not have a problem with him dating another office employee under his leadership? Why was Adam Meyer biased towards her only? Was the girl an employee at all? Was there…She gritted her teeth, reining in her spiraling thoughts.She couldn’t ask Izumi any of that. Mostly because she wouldn't know the answer to half of those questions and also because she’d already lied to her by telling her that the breakup was mutual. And if she







