The client's wife
My obsession was no longer hidden, even from myself, and I could feel the first threads of exposure begin to fray around me.
It began with whispers. Marcus mentioned a discrepancy to Lila while thinking I wouldn’t notice. Lila raised an eyebrow, subtle, professional, but the message was clear: someone else was aware. Even Evelyn, usually lost in her own work, looked up at me with an expression that suggested she had noticed the subtle chaos rippling through my behavior. These small observations might seem insignificant, but in a world built on perception, power, and loyalty, they were deadly.
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