Claiming Emery
"Emery? For what it's worth, the interview wasn't a complete disaster. Your personal approval ratings actually jumped."
"My what now?"
"Public opinion polling. Sixty-two percent of women between twenty-five and forty-five found you authentic and relatable. Strong but vulnerable. It's not nothing."
"Relatable," I repeated, my lips twisted.
"In this climate, relatable is gold."
After she left, I collapsed onto the couch.
Killian's phone buzzed. He glanced at the screen, his expression hardening.
"I need to take this."
He headed toward his office, and I found myself drifting in that direction too. Not intentionally—I was aiming for the kitchen, desperate for caffeine or alcohol or anything that
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