Trade Breaker
Her frustration boiled over, and she grabbed the wine glass, flinging it onto the ground, where it shattered with a deafening crash, startling the workers.
Breathing heavily, Sapphire whispered to herself, “He won’t get away from me. Not ever.”
Dominic leaned against the counter in the hotel lobby, staring at his cousin's number as he waited to check-in. He cradled his phone in one hand before hitting the call button, then pressed it to his ear, waiting for Miles to answer. When the familiar voice came through, Dominic felt a pang of comfort.
“Dom! What’s up?” Miles said, his voice thick over the crackling connection.
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