Love and illusion

n Mia's heart. In the low, orange light of the café, she sat alone, tapping at the ceramic cup in fr

r was this something

ned her husband. But she was here, thinking about stalking him a

buzzed on

He's going to the East

ess meetings were held - it was where discretion lived. A place

p in her throat and rep

On my

il of D

whether it was fear or fury pumping through her blood, but there

ntrance. She cut her engine and leaned forward, squinting through the rain

el M

er reflection in the glass doors before ent

Should she confront them? Or that she should just quit while she was

d at a knock

ph

h a grim expression. "He's in there

hitched. "Y

e. Rachel's name is on

ped down unde

was

onfro

shing through the imposing hotel doors, her heels

as marching across the lobby and into the elevators. She did

eded a

he pressed the butto

i

mahogany doors on either side. Mia hesita

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ists. She could hear voices inside - muffled, l

d her han

oor opened

re stoo

a moment from surprise to something unreadable. But 

In a silk robe, w

rld crac

rward, but she stepped

w but steady. "D

s, looking unfazed, as though

looks like," Alex said,

"Really? Because it looks ju

arms. Isn't everybody now? May

ut through he

ged but rem

ain, her voice sh

rd. "Mia, please.

he asked, her

hem. And in that silen

eno

ds, she walked away with her back to me, leavin

s Alex's betrayal the only se