na's
on't
tonio's last words still hang in the air, sharp and unfinished, li
st about t
ne says
a, are y
t inside Antonio's office floor, right where my bag hit the ground. The glass walls stretch around me
w people pretend to be busy, eyes glued to tablets or phones that aren
humb hovering uselessly where I kept redialing his number earlier
rough the space. Sof
e meets
I wasn't looking. My dress suddenly feels too simple, my shoes too worn. My t
ause I feel movement
is walking
hing, Not
s late for. There's a smile on his face, but it's not meant for me. It
tomach
s a few f
er his voice nor even say my name,
htly and gestures behind
la steps
now she belongs here. Cream dress, perfect hair, calm smile.
and settles o
ssive a
clearly, his voice carrying throug
me harder than
ife
are at his mouth, waiting for him to correct himself
hing
y clothes, my tears, and something like satisfac
s alre
, like he's sharing a bonus de
room
keep myself upright. My fingers slid
tly. My voice barely carries, but the
o's smil
ns sharp
he one I bought him years ago when we couldn't afford it.
h reality, Serena," he says. "
tightens.
ting facts from a report. "You were convenient. Obe
ands heavy an
elite circles, you stood out and no
faster now. "That's not true. We
you had nothing else," he cu
n us. "Isabella is my equal. She understand
l lightly around his sle
dn't finally take me seriously because of hard work alone.
sinks in slo
y job, my savings,My prid
ble, humiliating. I swipe at them,
doesn't st
sing, projecting. "Serena Romano is no l
es shift in hands. Someone actually li
inancial burden. I can't reach the t
ns on his arm, her nails
of trash . I become painfully aware of how I'm standin
folder he's holding and p
s them int
fingers are shaking so
need to
umps out immediately,
eath st
ned. "My mother," I whis
d, something flicke
it ha
longer my pro
ity guards
s rise
. I can't hear it, but he nods once, already stepping
smaller. The glas
out," Antonio
narrows to that one command, and I realize, with sick
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