« If you walk through this door, you’ll keep your job. I’ll put it in writing tonight. I made a mistake. »
That changed something.
Not that I would forgive him.
But just enough to listen.
« How long? »
He looked up.
“Ten minutes.”
« And I won’t sign anything. »
« Nothing. »
« No photos will be published anywhere. »
« I agree. »
« You will not touch me unless it is absolutely necessary. »
« I agree. »
« And tomorrow, we will have a very serious conversation about boundaries. »
For the first time that evening, the corner of her mouth lifted slightly.
« Absolutely. »
Twenty minutes later, I was standing in front of the top-floor apartment, wearing a white dress.
It suited me almost perfectly, and that annoyed me even more.
The ring felt heavy on her finger.
Mr. Harrison was standing next to me.
