Complicated Bliss
his mother, Ruth, inquired from across the circular table, her keen gaze detecting even the slightest change in his mood.
“I’m fine, Mother,” he reassured her, as his phone buzzed in his pocket. It was his assistant, Brown James, likely sending over documents requiring his signature.
Rising from his seat, Fidelis informed his family, “I need to change. I’ll see Brown in the lobby while I’m at it.”
Downstairs, wearing his pristine white shirt, Fidelis could have easily been mistaken for hotel staff. He met Brown at the bar, where his assistant had already organized the revised documents.
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