How… strange. Where did Dawn from HR disappear to?Perhaps she realized she had the wrong time and place when she was standing alone outside the office. I would have been pretty embarrassed about that too. Not embarrassed enough to leave without explaining myself but…Dawn was so achingly profession
Somehow I made it through the day like normal. I felt like criminal, carrying around proof of my crimes in my pocket. But otherwise, I moved on autopilot, completing my tasks, answering Logan’s calls.If Logan noticed, he didn’t say anything.He seemed to be ultra-professional now, more than before.
Logan sat back on his chair and took an unsteady breath. The photo was gone. This was cause for concern, certainly, but… Maybe it was also a blessing.What reason did he have for obsessing over the photo any longer? He accepted his growing feelings for Hazel. He didn’t need to be tied down to some
“A wedding chapel?” Rachel repeated, faking a gasp.“Yes,” Natalie said, smiling like a cat. She so clearly pleased to have the full attention of my friends that she placed her phone down. “After the proposal, Chance and I returned to the hotel room and had our fun. We were there for… hours, just th
He was in for a hell of a night. The things these men put up with for my sister was ridiculous, all because she was conventionally attractive.We waited until two car-doors slammed closed and the sound of an engine disappeared into the night. Then Rachel and Megan got up from the table and we all he
Logan saw the picture. He saw the ring.Yet his eyes only stayed wide for one minute, before he pointed at his office. “Now.” His voice was firm, no room for argument or doubt.Why did he sound angry? Was he disappointed to learn that I was actually his wife?Sensing a scolding in my future, I rose
Logan shouldn’t have such a visceral reaction to seeing that divorce paperwork. After all, hadn’t he been working toward the same goal? They had both moved forward without realizing the people that they were married to were each other.Yet it still sliced into him, seeing that paperwork in her hands
Opening the text chain, I saw Dylan’s reply.It’s too late.I didn’t know enough about the law to know if that was true, but, even if Dylan was angry with me and hurt by me, I didn’t think he would lie about something like this. I trusted Dylan. He was a good person. If he said it was too late, then
“I’ve been in this game for too long,” Senior said. “When I first got the news, I could only think about my legacy. I became obsessed with it. I’m not like you, Walter. I didn’t think about my family, or anyone else. Only myself.” “It’s hard to teach an old dog new tricks,” Mr. Hudgens said. He la
“Janice,” Senior said. All smug arrogance disappeared from his voice. “What are you doing here?” “At first I didn’t think I would come,” Janice replied. “After all these years… I didn’t want to see your face ever again for as long as I lived. Better to leave well enough alone. But… after hearing e
I glanced down at my pink blouse and gray slacks. What was so wrong with my outfits? I dressed professionally… mostly. He really thought I needed supervision to pick out an outfit.Looking at Logan, I saw my own disbelief mirrored back at me. This was absolutely ridiculous.“Is that it?” Walter aske
In front of the partition screen, a large table had been assembled, with rows of chairs on either side, facing each other. We took our side, and Senior and his team of lawyers took theirs. There were so many lawyers that many of them had to stand.Senior sat across from Logan, though his glare of di
“He might surprise us,” Dylan said, a shred of hope in his voice, under a healthy level of cynicism.“Don’t hold your breath,” Frank replied.“The problem is we don’t know fully what to expect,” Mabel said. “Well – other than Senior being a crotchety asshole who will try to cheat us at every turn. W
“It’s time to talk to Logan and Hazel and stop this whole thing,” Dylan said. “You are outnumbered and outmatched, with so many people ready to stand against you.”Opening the top of the folder, Senior glared down at the stack of papers in the stack. “Disgruntled former employees. Fake friends. Fami
“We were just hoping to talk to her,” I said.The man’s brow lifted slightly. “Are you selling something? Wait -- why do you look familiar?” Narrowing his eyes, he gazed at us with suspicion. Then, suddenly, recognition must have struck him because his eyes widened. “You’re those people from the new
Despite the general unpleasantness of the conversation with the mayor and the governor, they eventually agreed to let us go. They had no real reason to hold us, and Logan saw through their veiled threats easily enough.In fact, he even seemed to make them feel to make them feel like unsupportive fri
That day, we changed our minds and decided to release six interviews to the website, with Michael Hatfield’s being the final. Overnight, the story gained so much national traction that the sheriff and two security men show up at our door.“Logan Hatfield? Hazel Whitaker? The mayor wants to speak wit