years

hael Sterling, the architect,

starting to make waves. An invitation had arrived, surpris

clothes were practical, a high-quality jacket and pants she'd worn on

pping with arrogance,

after all these years? Ev

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t, more pronounced air of succes

ight years,

en she walked in, Jessica clinging to his a

small figure near the dessert table. Lily, her fiv

and started walking

nt of her, his face

e random guy and have a kid just t

oud enough to t

flicker of pity in her eye

ice even. She needed to get t