ZANE
I felt a rush of satisfaction as I pulled up to the gleaming tower of ARKA Corp.
It didn’t take long for Camile to finally see the light. My wife, or at least soon to be fully mine again, had cut ties with those two bastards.
When I went to check up on her this morning, she showed me the resignation email she sent and I had to stop myself from screaming in excitement. I simply held her and told her that she did the right thing.
Now it was time to get her things out of that snake pit.
I parked, straightened my jacket, and walked in with my head high. No more games. She was coming home where she belonged.
The lobby was all glass and steel, buzzing with suits and the faint scent of coffee. I approached the reception desk, where a young woman with a tight bun looked up at me.
