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Chapter 8: Friday
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2026-06-01 18:56:58
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They Wanted Me Gone, So I Became Unforgettable Chapter 8: Friday
Anastasia’s POV:Patricia Haines was not what I expected.I had built a picture of her in my head during the forty eight hours between her phone call and Friday morning, the kind of woman who wore her authority like a uniform, sharp and deliberate and slightly intimidating in the way that people who spent their careers dismantling powerful men’s empires tended to be. I was not entirely wrong. She was sharp and she was deliberate and she had the kind of stillness that came from years of sitting across tables from people who were lying to her and knowing it before they finished their first sentence.But she was also younger than I expected. Late thirties, natural hair cut close, a grey blazer over a burgundy shirt, and eyes that moved over me when I walked into the hotel lobby where we had agreed to meet with the particular assessment of someone deciding very quickly how much of the truth I could handle.She ordered us both coffee without asking and slid a thin folder across the table b
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Anastasia’s POV:I didn’t sleep a wink.I lay in the dark after Simone finally drifted off on my couch and I stared at the ceiling and I thought about the folder sitting on my nightstand and the phone call and the fake account and the thirty days and at some point around four in the morning I stopped trying to sleep and made coffee and sat at my kitchen table in the quiet and let myself feel all of it properly for the first time since the parking garage.Because I had not let myself feel it yet. Not really. I had been too busy processing, cataloguing, planning, moving from one revelation to the next with the focused efficiency of a woman who had learned that falling apart was a luxury with a very specific price tag and she could not afford it right now. But sitting alone in my kitchen at four in the morning with the city still dark outside my window, I finally let the thing I had been holding at arm’s length come all the way in.Renata had planned it.Not the affair. The affair had be
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Anastasia’s POV:I had been staring at my ceiling for three hours when my phone rang.Not Simone, who had called twice already and left one voicemail that I had listened to four times without responding to because I did not have the words yet and Simone deserved better than half of them. Not Marcus, who checked in every Sunday with the reliability of a man who needed to feel useful. Not anyone in my contacts at all.Unknown number. Harlow City area code.I stared at it for four rings and answered on the fifth because something in the base of my stomach told me that not answering was not actually an option.“Anastasia Voss.” The voice on the other end was unhurried and smooth in the way that belonged exclusively to men who had never once had to raise it to be heard. “I was hoping you would pick up.”I sat up slowly in the dark of my bedroom with the folder still on my nightstand where I had placed it two hours ago after reading it for the third time.“Who is this?” I said, though somet
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Anastasia’s POV:I read the folder in my car.I did not go home first. I did not call Simone. I sat in the Salvatore Enterprises parking structure on level two with the engine off and the overhead light on and I read every single page while Adrian Cole sat in the passenger seat beside me and said nothing because there was nothing to say that the documents were not already saying louder.It took me twenty two minutes.When I finished I set the last page down on top of the pile in my lap and I looked through the windshield at the concrete wall in front of me and I breathed the way you breathe when your lungs have forgotten the automatic part and need to be manually reminded.“How long have you known?” I said.“Seven months.” His voice was quiet. Carrying the specific weight of a man who had been living inside a secret that was too large for one person and had been doing damage the whole time it was in there. “I found the first set of documents in her apartment when I came to visit. She
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Anastasia’s POV:Simone called at exactly eight forty three the next morning while I was standing in my kitchen in my pajamas staring at the coffee machine like it had personally offended me.“Tell me everything,” she said before I finished saying hello. “And I mean everything. Dean told me Lucas came home last night and sat in his car in the parking garage for forty five minutes before going upstairs and I need the full story behind that information immediately.”“Dean told you that?”“Dean has been calling me every day for two weeks under the guise of asking about you.” A pause. “He thinks he is being subtle. He is not being subtle. Now stop deflecting and tell me about the meeting.”I poured my coffee and sat down at my kitchen table and told her everything. The lobby. The elevator. The conference room. The presentation. The moment Lucas turned around and looked at me like I was something he had lost and only just understood the value of. I told her about the conversation after the
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Anastasia’s POV:I wore the burgundy dress.Simone had picked it out three weeks ago during one of our Saturday shopping trips that were less about buying things and more about reclaiming the version of me that used to have opinions about what she put on her body. It was fitted without being aggressive, professional without being forgettable, and the color did something to my skin that made me look like a woman who had never once stood at a kitchen counter at midnight crying quietly into a dish she was washing by hand.I needed that dress to do a lot of work today and I told it so while I was putting it on.“You look like money,” Simone said from my bathroom doorway, eating an apple she had helped herself to from my kitchen without asking because that was simply how Simone operated in spaces she considered hers and she had decided my apartment was hers approximately forty eight hours after I moved in.“I look professional,” I said.“Same thing.” She took another bite. “How are you fee
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