Lauren's povI was ready by six on the dot.Not because I wanted to impress anyone, but because the note in the box had unsettled me more than I wanted to admit it.The note had said, ‘Leave the office on time, prepare for dinner by six.’Like I had said, there was no name, no explanation, just the quiet uncertainty that had appeared out of the blue.When I stepped outside, the car was already waiting at the front of the house, sleek,black and polished to perfection.The engine purred softly, like a patient dog, like I had all the time in the world.The moment the maids saw me, they paused what they were doing as I walked down the stairs.“Madam, you look really beautiful,”One of them said as her eyes lingered still on my dress.“Thank you” I murmured, smiling as I kept walking, my heart thudded harder with every step. The fabric hugged me in a way that felt really familair– Vivian and Greece, this wasn't work Lauren and neither was I the wife lauren. I was me… Just me.When I got to
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