I sat there alone with the engine off, just breathing, and trying to make my brain work properly.Nina had driven away minutes ago after making sure I was okay. I am not okay. But at least, I'm alone now and that was something.The silence in the car was deafening. Just me and my spinning thoughts that wouldn't fucking stop.What I knew: We were alone together in the morning. And maybe, just maybe he had to go to work, or maybe a work meeting. That wasn't a work meeting.Or maybe the meeting ended early and he ran into her, and he knew her, they knew themselves, or maybe he wanted to grab lunch and they innocently met there.The way they'd looked together. It was very comfortable, very comfortable and easy, this isn't accidental. That was planned.Or maybe it was a business lunch and it was still work, and it just looked like that from the outside.But that restaurant, that atmosphere, that intimacy, or semi-intimacy....That couldn't be work.Who was she? Colleague? Client? Friend? E
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