Angela POV
She got to work early again.
6:47 liked to tell herself it was professionalism. Get there before anyone else, get the schedule organized, get her head straight before the floor filled up and everything got loud.
But honestly she just couldn’t sleep.
She’d been lying on that thin mattress since 2 AM staring at the ceiling having the same argument with herself over and over.
He’s not what you thought he was.
You don’t actually know that.
You saw his face. You saw the letters.
People fake things. Especially powerful people.
He knew about the guilt. He said exactly the right thing.
Maybe that’s the point.
Around 5 AM she gave up, showered, and got dressed. Kareem was already outside at 8:30 like nothing had happened. Like last night was just a normal evening.
Maybe for H
