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2024-11-20 20:00:00Amanda pauses for a moment, staring at her phone. Finally, she begins to respond to Riley’s messages, one by one.
“I’m fine, thanks for asking. Mr. Griffin.”
“No need. I won’t be coming back.”
“I’ve already taken my belongings from the villa. Don’t worry about the rest—it’s just trash. The cleaners will handle it.”
“If you have any additional requests regarding the divorce, feel free to contact me. I’ll cooperate. If you need us to consult a lawyer together, let me know. I hope we can settle this quickly and avoid wasting time.”
She pauses again, her fingers hovering over the screen. After a second thought, Amanda retracts the second-to-last message.
There’s no point in spending energy on matters Riley never cared about.
With the messages sent, she sets the phone down, gathers herself, and begins preparing for her day.
After re
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The idea sends a jolt through him. He straightens abruptly, the chair rolling back with a screech. Before logic can intervene, he fires off a message to his assistant:“Monitor Amanda’s apartment. If it goes on the market, buy it immediately. No questions. No delays.”Riley stares at the sent text, thumb hovering over the screen. The weight of the request settles over him—equal parts possessive and pathetic. But the alternative—letting some stranger walk through HER rooms, touch HER walls—is unthinkable. If she is gone, he’ll at least keep the ghost of her close.---Grace kicks off her heels by the front door and drops her keys into the ceramic bowl on the shelf. The familiar clink echoes in the quiet hallway, but tonight it feels warmer than usual. The scent hits her first. Cedarwood. A soft, smoky note wrapped in something light&mda
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Riley exhales, slow and heavy. The kind of breath that makes his chest feel hollow. His fingers tap against the folder, slow and steady, like a clock ticking down.Even though the others are capable, he always feels something is off. It’s the little things. Yesterday, someone scheduled a lunch meeting at the sushi place downtown. Amanda knew he only went there with clients he disliked. It was his way of keeping those meetings short. He ended up sitting across from a board member he actually respected, eating half-stale salmon, trying not to look pissed.It’s stupid. Small stuff. But it piles up. Now, everything feels out of place. His day-to-day rhythm is off. Meetings go longer. Emails pile up. He forgets things he never used to.He used to think it was just stress. Or maybe grief. But now he knows. Amanda’s leaving didn’t just take her away—it took a part of him with her.He rubs a hand over his face. His palm feels rough against his skin. Like he’s been tired for weeks, maybe month
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