HIS WIFE, MY HEART

e focused on his job without drawing attention, he was steady and silent, as he has always liked it. He

dn't been

conversations with people, and believed in trust and connection. But that version of him

ings began with black coffee, a walk with his dog Charlie, and

he m

Hast

's beautiful creation. She was graceful, composed, wit

married to E

ry room he entered. He ran the company with a strong determination, unwavering focus, and a tendency towards strict control; with a curated smile, char

ght, held in a rooftop lounge in New York city th

conversation about art galleries and property val

t the other end of the room, saw ho

finally landed o

mpany events?" she asked, walking ov

htly. "Only whe

ft and genuine. The kind of la

, right? You w

mmunicati

eard ab

d things

ow. "Mostly that yo

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Sof

kno

It was just warm.

ate, how spicy the meal they were served was. But there was something about t

around her waist gently, Sofia gave Elijah

Elijah cou

ldn't

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vator, In the parking garage. During firm events or late meetings where Mark ra

een smiling; sometimes,

r presence mad

the office. Mark had stepped out for a board meeting, while s

ked past a

for Mark?

ed up. "

f-smile. "Can I

rprised. "Is this part

s why I'm

ng coffee that was too hot. Charles, the firm's unofficial mascot w

ur dog to wor

e said. "Only on

s ca

s quiet

hen back at Elijah. "So that'

hared

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see it happeni

he found himself hoping to see her all the time, how h

a way that made everything else around her seem like she had rehearsed them;

e was married, She was his boss's wi

is, they don't recognize lin

ween Elijah and S

more intimate, and eve

t yet ac

ked into a room,

it when she smiled at

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p watching the lights of the city get dim, h

e cou

the beginning of s

ange

rhaps