The Ex-Wife's Deal with the Devil
Tailors circled me with measuring tapes, a jeweler dangled various necklaces in front of me, while stylists argued about which color palette suits my bright hair.
On the other side of the room, Kate sits quietly on a sleek leather chair. She was perfectly composed, one leg over another, her dark heels gleaming under the morning sunlight seeping through the glassed window.
She saw me staring at her, so she flashed a quick smile and a curt nod before shifting her gaze back to the tablet in her hands. Occasionally, she swiped, tapped or typed.
While she reads whatever is shown on her tablet, she drops all emotions, no glimmer in her eyes, no expression. She turned unreadable just like her boss
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