“As you may know,” I began, hanging out pamphlets to everyone at the table, “my eating disorder awareness campaign is coming to a close. To mark this milestone and raise final funds for our new facility, I propose we host a charity gala.”I clicked through my presentation, showcasing elegant venues
Hannah“Pre… Preposterous?”The word felt like venom on my tongue. The boardroom had gone so silent you could hear a pin drop; even Noah began to shift uncomfortably beside me, although when I looked over at him for support, he just gave me a tiny nod—a silent encouragement.I supposed that was exac
HannahThe sound of cutlery against china mixed with quiet music drifting from the cafe’s speaker. I took a sip from my coffee to wash down the decadent taste of chocolate from my croissant and looked over at Viona and Drake, who had come out for lunch with me.“So, I finally did it,” I said as I se
“Suit yourself,” Viona said, leaning back and folding her arms across her chest. “Although, with the divorce coming up, this could be used against you…”“Yeah,” Drake added softly. “The Alpha Council could use the picture to claim that you’re still in love with Noah.”I didn’t know what to say to th
HannahThe days leading up to the charity gala flew by faster than I ever could have anticipated. I found myself by Noah’s side more often than not throughout my preparations, our newfound closeness a strange, unexpected comfort after everything that had happened. Surprisingly, we fell into an easy
I made my way over to inspect the flowers. The roses were a deep, rich red, perfectly complementing the cream-colored lilies. Exactly what I ordered, and even more beautiful in person. “These are perfect,” I said, offering the delivery driver a sizable tip before returning my attention to my staff.
HannahThe car ride home was tense, the silence broken only by the soft hum of the engine as Noah drove down the sunlit streets. I couldn’t shake the irritation that had been building since Leonard’s parting words.“Don’t forget to pick up Zoe tonight!”Bastard. So he had gotten my skin after all; a
I spent the next few hours getting ready, my anger fueling my determination to look perfect. Every curl had to be in place, every eyelash perfectly coated with mascara. I was going to show Noah, Zoe, and everyone else that I was more than capable of handling myself.Hours later, I stood in the foyer