POV: EvelynThe mirror didn’t lie, but it didn’t tell the whole truth either.I smoothed the front of my bone-white silk blouse, tucking it firmly into a black pencil skirt that hugged my frame. I looked professional. I looked put-together. I looked like a woman who hadn't spent the last month picking up the shattered pieces of her life.I ran a brush through my waves one last time, letting them settle over my shoulders.Breathe.My heart was doing that frantic, uneven thrumming again. I pressed a palm to my chest, trying to anchor myself. Once I was sure my mask wouldn't slip, I grabbed my clutch and walked into the living room.Shae was already there, her eyes glued to her phone. She looked up the second she heard my heels click against the floor, her expression softening into a supportive smile."Ready to do this?" she asked, standing up."As ready as I'll ever be," I murmured.We stepped out into the humid Miami air. Shae locked the door with practiced efficiency while her thumb s
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