Torn between my boyfriend and his boss
She spoke like she believed every word, as if her soul was tied to the company itself.
And when Asher tried to shame her… the anger that rose in me had been so sharp, I almost forgot I was meant to be neutral.
I leaned back in my chair now, high up in my glass office, viewing the city, and rubbed the bridge of my nose. The skyline of New York stretched far below me, dazzling with lights and life, but it gave me no comfort.
Naomi Monro.
Her last name was the trouble. Her eyes, her smile, her stubborn courage—that was even something else entirely.
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