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An urgent topic.

ISABELLA.

I sat, silently, watching as they both walked in. Laura in a white suit, and John in black.

“Mrs Blackwood,” he acknowledged, as he stretched forth his hands.

I smiled gently, receiving his handshake.

“I'm Laura Miles,” Laura introduced herself, stretching forth her hands.

I clasped mine together, holding back my sneer. “I know who you are,”

I watched as she retreated her arm.

“Can we sit?” John asked.

“Sure,” I replied, trying to hide the edge in my voice. I didn't want Laura on my chair, or anywhere near my office for that matter, but some level of pettiness was beneath me.

They both sat, watching me intensely. I focused my eyes on Laura. If she had any tricks of her sleeves, they were bound to fail.

“How may I help you?” I asked both of them, impatiently. None answered immediately. I turned to face John, “you do know my husband and I have decided not to get the divorce, right?”

“I am quite aware of that,” he replied.

“Good,”

“We're here for a different purpose,”

“What i
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