almost rollet my eyes.
Almost.
Instead, I nodded once.
“Alright,” I said, gathering my notes. “That will be all for today.”
I stood up.
Chairs shifting.
Files closing.
And then-
“Lydia.”
My hand paused mid movement.
Just for a second.
Then I continued packing like I didn’t hear it.
“You look well.’
That one landed.
Harder than I expected.
Not because of what it meant.
But because of who said it.
Five years.
And that’s what you say?
I straightened slowly.
Didn’t look at him.
Kept my eyes on my notes.
“Thank you for coming, Mr. Ashton,” I said. Calm. Even.
A small pause.
“My team will be in touch.”
Then I turned.
And walked out.
First.
Of course.
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I didn’t stop walking until I got to the elevator.
Pressed the Intton.
Waited.
Stepped in.
Doors closed.
And then-
I leaned back against the wall.
Closed my eyes.
One.
6/9
Because of all the clients in this world-
had to be him.
And not just him.
Him, in a scandal that somehow loops back to me.
Cyn.
Iny.
Of course.
I let out a short laugh.
“Wow,” I said under my breath. “Full circle.”
I picked up my phone.
Opened my messages.
Was about to text my assistant.
Why did you accept this appointment?
My fingers hovered.
Then stopped.
Because…
No one knows.
No one here knows who he is to me.
Not my team.
Not my assistant.

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