Forbidden: Craving My Mother's Husband
I breathe, clutching the card like it’s a venomous insect.
He just smiles, that knowing, arrogant smirk, and turns back to the window.
I scramble for the door, my lungs burning. I hurry down the hallway, my vision swimming, until I spot a metal trash bin near the elevators. I shove the card deep into the bin and crumpled napkins, wiping my hand on my skirt as if touching it has contaminated me.
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Lila is waiting by the staff lockers, her eyes wide with panic. She grabs my arms the moment she sees me. "Ana? What happened? Are you okay?"