LOGINI looked at Olivia's spiraling expression and calmly shook my head."I'm not heartbroken, and I'm not miserable. Honestly, I like my life right now. Whoever Nigel chooses has nothing to do with me. I stopped caring a long time ago.""That's impossible!"Her voice sharpened, almost breaking. "You're lying! You can't be this calm. You used to give up everything for him. He's gonna marry me. Why aren't you falling apart?"I studied her face, and suddenly, I understood.She had never really loved Nigel.This had always been about me. She wanted to win.I let out a small laugh. "You don't actually love him. You just wanted to beat me. Isn't that right?"Her face was drained of color. Her eyes darted away. "What are you talking about?" she snapped, but the confidence was already gone."You know exactly what I mean." I stepped closer, meeting her gaze. "From the day you joined the company, you treated me like competition. You envied my relationship. You envied my career. You thought
The stalemate lasted six months.Then one day, Nigel disappeared.I felt nothing.Patience runs out eventually. No one keeps knocking forever on a door that never opens.I thought that chapter of my life had finally closed.Until a former coworker sent me a video.In the clip, Nigel and Olivia were arguing in the company break room. The tension was thick enough to feel through the screen.Nigel grabbed the front of Olivia's jacket, fury blazing in his eyes. "What were you trying to do? Why did you post all those private updates only Melissa could see?"Olivia was crying so hard that her makeup had smeared. "I love you! I was scared she'd take you away from me. That's why I did it!"Nigel shoved her away, disgust clear on his face. "You love me? This is how you treat someone you love? You make me sick!"He stormed out, slamming the door behind him.Olivia collapsed onto the floor sobbing while coworkers pulled out their phones to record the scene.A voice message followed fr
All the little things that used to move me now felt staged, almost ridiculous.Nigel remembered that I got cold easily and that I hated cinnamon.But he forgot when my mother needed surgery money, forgot the rocking chair that meant everything to me, and forgot the slap that ended us.The coffee arrived.Nigel gently pushed the cup toward me, his voice barely above a whisper. "I know you're angry. I've kept the rocking chair safe this whole time. It's still in the house. You can come take it whenever you want."I lifted the cup and took a sip. The taste was familiar.But all I felt inside was bitterness."Cut the act."I looked at him calmly. "You should be worrying about your intern, Olivia, instead of wasting time saying things like this to me. Our story ended a long time ago.""It's not over."He suddenly reached for my hand.I pulled back instantly, as if I had touched something dirty.His hand froze midair, and the color drained from his face."Melissa," he said quiet
On the drive back, Nigel suddenly thought of Melissa's mother, Sheila.For a second, hope flickered.He called the hospital.The nurse's voice was calm. "She passed away a few days ago."He didn't speak.Sheila was gone, and he had no idea.That was when it finally sank in.This time, Melissa wasn't throwing a tantrum. She had completely erased him from her life.She had loved him for years and given him everything.But this time, she was really gone.He kept replaying the slap, the way his hand landed across her face, and the things he said after.Regret hit him all at once, heavy and suffocating.-I stepped out of the office tower and checked my phone.There was a text from my sister, Abby Skinner.[I got all A's for my final exams. Don't worry about me.]I rubbed my temples and smiled for the first time in days.Life moved faster here. The workload was brutal. But the salary and bonuses were several times what I used to make. I barely touched the ground between m
Nigel froze for a second, then grabbed his phone and called Melissa.A flat, automated voice answered. "The number you have dialed is unavailable. Please try again later."He hurled the phone onto the couch."No way."Unwilling to believe it, he picked up his phone and dialed again, only to hear the same hopeless busy tone."She blocked me? She actually blocked me? Just erased me like that?"Olivia lounged against the leather sofa, humming under her breath. "Relax. She's playing hard to get. Give her a few days. Ignore her. She'll come crawling back like she always does."She tilted her head with a smug smile tugging at her lips. "Every time you two fought, she'd say she wanted to break up. And every time you softened up, she gave in. She knows you can't stand being the villain. She's just trying to make you compromise."Nigel gripped his phone so tightly that his knuckles turned white.He thought about it.It was true. No matter how ugly their fights got, Melissa had never b
Just as I was about to call Nigel, I suddenly remembered the birthday listed on Olivia's resume.A ridiculous thought crossed my mind.I entered that date into the keypad.The door unlocked with a click.I stepped inside and froze.Nigel and Olivia sat together in the living room, a candlelit dinner spread between them.Champagne glasses caught the soft light. Steak dinners sat half-finished on the table. Rose petals covered the floor, trailing all the way toward the bedroom like something out of a romance movie.They both stared at me, stunned.Then Olivia's lips curled into a faint, provocative smile, as if I were the one intruding.Nigel stood up quickly, trying to look composed, though panic flashed in his eyes. "H-how did you get in?"I smiled lightly. "I tried a stranger's birthday. The door opened."My gaze shifted to Olivia. I looked at her coldly.Her smile faltered. "I changed the passcode while I was bored. Don't take it personally."She shot Nigel a quick glanc







