I took a deep breath as I approached the familiar glass doors of my old firm, my heart pounding in sync with the rhythm of my heels against the polished marble floor. The air crackled with an odd tension, and I couldn't shake the feeling that something had changed overnight. Pushing open the door,
The new junior attorneys arrived not too long after. The timing of it was a little stressful on my part, seeing as Erickson would have been handling them before. As I welcomed the new recruits and guided them through the intricacies of their roles, I couldn't help but notice the sharp glances and ba
Timothy's phone buzzed unexpectedly as he walked out of his apartment. Glancing at the screen, he saw an unknown number displayed. Curious, he answered the call. "Hello?" "Hey, Timothy. It’s Aria! Can you come over to my apartment? There's something important we need to discuss," Aria's voice, u
The city lights glowed dimly in the distance as I stepped out of the office building. "Timothy?" I called out, uncertain if my eyes were playing tricks on me. He straightened up, a sheepish grin spreading across his face. "Hey, Evie. Fancy seeing you here." I shook off the confusion, my tired
Aria's voice broke the silence, her attempt at humor returning. "So, you and Timothy, huh? Did you ever think it would be like this?" I shook my head, a bitter laugh escaping me. "Not in a million years. It still doesn’t feel real." Aria grinned, a twinkle of mischief in her eyes. "He’s a good k
“Your mother?" Timothy whispered, and he whipped his head around and looked at her, as if to confirm for himself. I nodded, my voice barely a whisper. "I never thought I’d even see her again…" Anger simmered beneath the surface, a mix of betrayal and confusion. Timothy placed a hand on my should
The city sprawled beneath us as Timothy's car glided through the streets. The familiar city lights blurred into a hazy glow, almost dizzying to look at. The drive back to our apartments was filled with a heavy silence. The disastrous dinner replayed in my mind like a haunting melody, and I couldn’
Timothy emerged, rubbing the sleep from his eyes, his expression shifting from confusion to hurt as he spotted me near the exit. "Hey, where are you running off to?" he asked, his voice raspy. My mind raced for an excuse, and I settled on a half-truth. "I have a ton of work to cover at the office.