Her outfit was carefully chosen.
Elegant.
Strategic.
Loose enough to conceal.
Fitted enough to suggest.
And the way she leaned slightly toward him when she laughed?
Intentional.
Every detail… intentional.
“Tch,” Lily muttered beside me. “The audacity is actually impressive.”
I kept eating.
Slow.
Unbothered.
Or at least…
That’s what it looked like.
Until she sat down.
Right across from us.
“Miss West,” Sophie said brightly, like we were colleagues exchanging pleasantries. “What a coincidence.”
Coincidence.
Right.
Her eyes shifted to Lily.
“You must be the new assistant. I’m Sophie.”
Her hand extended.
Waiting.
Expecting.
Lily didn’t even look at it.
Just turned her head.
Dismissed.
Like she wasn’t worth the effort.
The rejection hung in the air.
Heavy.
Visible.
