MARRIED UNTIL MONDAY.
A'S
really softened. Manhattan pulsed outside, loud and dirty and alive but in here? In the backseat of this lux
ught it'd be too much to share a car with his rented wife. Or
he quiet. I liked knowing I had a few mo
e it had been designed by someone allergic to w
loomed above it all, a gle
e a castle. This place didn't pretend. It told you straight up-you didn't b
obby that smelled like money
vator had its own
blinked when I walked in, like women in designe
st. I needed longer to breathe o
stepping into a museum curated by someone
ly meant nothing. It was all too pristine, like
h the walls, in the bones of the place. You didn't walk i
be that'd help with the wa
ink abou
k about th
he nursery you neve
k about...
wed at the back of
it wasn't healing eit
–even gilded ones? They s
n, owned by a man I didn't trust, paid for with pie
cided to
going to be locked in here for the week playing hou
of appliances, just silence so deep it pressed against my ears.
offensively expensive. A vase stood next to it-delicate, probably antique. I c
otice? Wou
ittle attempts at meaning. Pretentious, like most men in power. They don't want to be
masculine trauma, and it made me feel... small. Like I was wandering th
saw it-
cou
door you're not supposed to open
around the knob and
from the o
here
a
like I was a puzzle he hadn't quite
never gave any of my clients a chance to. A small blemish near his jawline, a pim
n close enough to notice something like that. And
idn't move
her
, I'd be
hated
•
E'S
oor and found
re I expect
t me like she'd been caught picking a lock and di
eady?" I said,
d. "Didn't realize welcoming your
he's also defensiv
from fear but from instinct and whilst at it we didn't b
asked, nodding toward t
at should c
e truth, and
rd the soft click of her heels behind me. She lingered, the way someone
hing dry and biting about modern cath
n't r
n't n
quiet pressing between us li
did
at noon. You'll be photographed leaving this building. They'll be subtle affe
n, meeting h
oint appearances. You'll be styled according
just slightly. "Yo
an pr
role, Mr Kane. But let's be very clear-I'm not somethin
resistance.... Admiration, maybe. Or amusement
ost s
noted"
it
•
a's
ean, calculated stride of someon
Cal
ies and rehearsed affection. We were dis
a Cal
amn Ca
he name. I hated how it sat in my moutspace suddenly, like Manhattan ai
standing in this glass kingdom, with his voice echoing like a script I once
Callahan de
heir name
I wasn't the naive bride who clutched ultrasound pictures with trembli
on marble floors while he
mething
lder and very muc
tain would rise. My part was written
y call to redemption
s set for a performance t