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"Wren let out a short laugh. “What?”“Friends,” he repeated slowly. “In the business sense. Like professional allies…which we already kind of are, but it’s not quite the way it should be.” Felix clasped his clasped on the table. “Look, we can keep doing this…the cold shoulders, the one-word emails, pretending the other person doesn’t exist in meetings. But it’s not really sustainable. And I know you know you know it isn’t.”“So your solution is friendship.”“My solution is putting everything aside and looking forward. You have goals. I have goals. Anthony is watching us both. And this…” He made a vague motion between them. “…this professional distance we’re keeping is going to limit what we can accomplish.”Wren had to admit that he was right, at least about the last part. There were a lot of things they could be doing together as a normal team, that they weren’t doing. Instead, they split it amongst themselves and did them separately.She crossed her arms. “What are you proposing?”“

It didn’t end there.The cat and mouse game between Wren and Damian continued.After the electricity incident, Damian retaliated by having fifty Chinese takeouts delivered to Wren’s apartment at 3 AM, all for payment on delivery. The delivery guy pounded on her door for fifteen minutes before she stumbled out of bed, arguing for close to an hour about how she didn’t make the order. Two nights later, he left his laundry in all their shared washing machines for days so Wren wouldn’t be able to use them.Now, Wren sat cross-legged on her living room floor Wednesday afternoon, with a notebook open on her lap, planning how to get back at Damian once and for good.Grace arrived at five-thirty with food, having brought some more information about Damian that she had gathered from her sources.When showed Grace her notepad where she had jotted all the information she had gathered so far.* dickhead* Leaves home around 12 but has been leaving earlier lately* been bringing a certain girl to h

First thing the next morning, Wren transferred last night’s footage from her bedroom camera to her phone. The video was clear enough, Damian entering the dark room, climbing into bed and the unplanned kiss that made her stomach turn even watching it back.She found his WhatsApp number in the resident group chat and forwarded the video file to his dm with this caption: It would be nice posting this on social media and showing the world who you truly are, creep.The message showed two blue ticks almost immediately and then Wren blocked his contact before he could even start to think of responding. It wasn’t even up to two minutes after that she started to hear the doorbell.She was sure it was Damian.Look who decided to use the doorbell today.Kael had already opened the door before she came out, hid body fully blocking the entrance.“I want to talk to Wren.”He tried to look over Kael’s broad shoulders, into the house. “Wren!”He saw her strolling uninterestedly towards the door.“Hey

Last night, Wren had the most proper sleep she had gotten since Damian moved in. Eight uninterrupted hours of silence. They had also signed the contract, where Damian apologised again and she deleted the video in front of him. And now, everything was done, for good.Wren cheerfully headed into the building reception, with Kael, when she suddenly heard someone bellow her name.“WREN!”She turned immediately. Agnes was also in the reception, with Simone. Oh god.“You! What is a thing like you doing in this company?” Agnes yelled at Wren.And Simone echoed after her mother. “You have some nerve showing your face here!”Can she ever have a true 24 hours of peace for once?Employees around were already attracted to the commotion that was either happening or about to happen. And Wren hated the feeling of having so many eyes on her for the absolute worst reasons.“Who the hell is causing this noise?” Anthony arrived at the scene with Felix. When he saw that the one constituting the nuisance

Seventeen. The number of times Grace had rehearsed this. Eighteen if she counted the aborted attempt in the grocery store parking lot where she had psyched herself out and bought ice cream instead. Now she stood in front of William’s door, about to ring the doorbell and suddenly remembering how her mother had told her that cardiac arrest was hereditary in their family, maybe that was ever own heart attempting an escape velocity.She pressed the bell before cowardice could win and William came to the door, looking surprised to see her. And when she saw him, she didn’t even wait for him to say anything before pouring her own words out without stopping.“So I’ve been thinking about what you said the other day about the thing we had and how you saw me have sex with another guy and seemed upset and and I thought that was actually borderline invasive of you if we’re being honest but also kind of sweet and I did some reflection about why that bothered me so much and I realized it’s because n