At 7:30 AM, Philip stood in the entryway putting on his shoes.
Today was the day of his long-prepared "grand three-year anniversary party." He specially picked out a dark blue haute couture suit, looking absolutely radiant.
"Wifey, you just rest well at home today and get a beauty treatment. At 7 PM, the driver will pick you up downstairs right on time to go to the W Hotel." While adjusting his cuffs, he instructed me, not forgetting to check himself in the mirror.
"Okay." I stood a few steps away, my tone gentle.
"Then I'll head to the company first. See you tonight, My Queen." He blew a kiss and closed the security door.
The door lock let out a dull electronic beep.
I didn't move, standing there for a full minute, until I confirmed that his car had driven out of the underground gar
