SARAH PIERCEDuring the ride here, I played out in my mind the many ways my confrontation with Nathaniel would unfold. In all the takes I imagined, hearing that statement was not part of it.Regardless, I am not backing down. Today is the day we shed light on the dark corners he keeps evading. So, without glancing at Nathaniel, I walked out. And said to Amir, “Please look after Raya.”“Is everything okay?”As I placed my daughter on the lounge chair behind Amir, I shook my head, my eyes unable to meet his. “I don’t know,” I replied. “I have no idea.”“Just-”My ears didn’t wait to pick up the rest of his words, I walked back to the office. Nathaniel was still where I left him. My arms crossed, and my gaze darted to his desk. The package I sent today was there, unopened. I pointed to it, and contrary to what I intended to say, I asked quietly, “Nathaniel Storm, am I a joke to you?”“No.”“I am,” I corrected him. “Ever since I came back, you made me look like a fool. No. Let me corr
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