The Day My World Shattered

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alked into my office, a designer shopping bag dangling from one hand, a wide, practiced s

He leaned in, attempting to kiss me, but I subtly turned my head, offering my chee

th, controlled, a stark contrast to the tumult in my chest. I did

fe. But even you need a break." He placed the shopping bag on my desk, the rustle of tissue paper echoin

undoubtedly exquisite and exorbitantly priced. A peace offering

ift. It felt tainted, a physical manifestation of his lies. It was a tangible reminder of

fe, just like my Elta. And you know, I even got something for Kenisha. A little doll she's been wanting." He prattled

the 'accident' I'd witnessed in the street. His "big meeting" had involved a dramatic car crash with his mistress, and he'd had th

fool, had bought every ticket to his show. The thought made my

a beige power suit, entered, a stack of files in her arms. Her eyes, us

ortant." She paused, her gaze lingering on the shopping bag on my desk. "That scarf looks absolutely divine, Elta.

touch making me stiffen. "Of course not, Byrd. Just a little somethin

s arm. "Byrd, I'm quite busy ri

finished compiling those reports you requested. I thought I'd bring them over personally." She

"Byrd is always so efficient, Elta. Such a dedicated worke

d to ruining my life, to stealing my husband, to swapp

ter," I said, my voice cool, my eyes never leaving hers.

'll just get back to my desk." She began to leave, but not before exchanging a qu

ometimes, Elta, you're a little hard on the

her. Defending his mistress, the wom

today. I have important work to do." I stood up, gathering some papers. "I

udden, overwhelming wave of nausea hitting me. My body felt li

. He probably thought I was being difficult, that I was j

x months. And I need it now. Do not question me." My voice was quiet, but it held an undeniable author

ut it would also provide the evidence I needed.