Her Man
But the thought was short-lived because I knew he did not want me.
Mia led me to the living room. “I will inform him that you are here now”, she said, smiling briefly before walking away.
Twenty minutes passed. No Alexander, no Mia. Karma, it seemed, had a wicked sense of humor. I had kept Mia waiting. Maybe, she was returning the attitude. I scrolled through my I*******m for a few minutes, then I heard footsteps. I raised my head and saw him. Descending the grand staircase, his shirt still unbuttoned, he was laughing, his hand resting possessively on the waist of a woman in a scandalously short skirt. The blatant infidelity stung, but it was the casual disregard, the deliberate wait, that t
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