I went back to my desk.
I sat down.
I opened my screen and stared at it and typed nothing for some minutes and then typed something that made no sense and deleted it and started again.
The office moved around me the way it always did, phones and keyboards and Serena's heels somewhere down the corridor, and I sat in the middle of all of it and kept my face completely still and thought about Angela's voice on the phone.
I'll make the arrangements.
Four words that meant everything was already in motion and the only thing left was for me to hold myself together long enough to get through the next few days without anything showing on my face.
I was good at that.
I had been good at that for years.
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Luca did not call me back into his office.
He did not send messages or appear at my p
