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RULE NUMBER THIRTY THREE
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There’s a knock on the door, I don’t wonder who it could be. Even before opening the door to reveal him standing at the front of it like he didn’t know the pass-code. Looking down at his full hands, I understand why he had to knock. I try to help him with the groceries, but wordlessly, he slipped through the door, I stare out into the inky night for a few seconds before turning around and shutting the door. The entire day I meticulously avoided him, made sure we were never alone together, not just because I was mad at him, but because I was scared I would forget he wasn’t mine, and bend to his every command. Yet the house was clean, the candles were lit in the kitchen, and I haven’t eaten all day, because I knew he would come, maybe I hoped he would come. “Lady Rockbell said you showed her my drawing.” I say before he could ask why I set out the plates even before he said he was coming.He pauses his movements, letting the apron hang in the air for a few seconds before the materia
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Gunther’s call comes through the second Lady Rockbell’s driver pulls into the cafe’s parking lot. Not the call or the brother I wanted to hear from, I think about letting it ring till the end, pretend to be busy, but he might call Lady Rockbell, so I swipe accept. “Sanchez. How was the meeting?” He sounded like he was barely restraining himself, his little excited huffs are carried through the speakers.“It went great, she made me do a sample sketch for her.” I say sparing the details, the confidentiality clause binding me.“Did she uh like it?”I could tell he was nervous, this project was really important to him then, the thought that his team might not be doing so well financially crosses my mind, but I shake it off immediately, it couldn’t be. “She said I should return tomorrow, nothing else.”He must have muffled the speakers to do a little celebration of some sort, because I don’t hear from him for a while. I slide into my car and I am immediately hit with the thoughts of h
