I walked to my office still unable to wipe the smile off my face. Teddy was such a smooth talker—he always knew exactly what to say and when to say it. My heart felt light knowing how deeply he cared for me.
Yet a quiet jealousy gnawed at me. Why did it sting so much? He had every right to be with any woman he chose. I had no claim over him. I shouldn’t care.
But the moment Amanda’s name came up, my chest tightened, sore and heavy. I knew I had feelings for Teddy—real feelings that went beyond friendship. At the same time, I loved Richard so fiercely that even the thought of losing him felt like it would shatter me. The two truths lived painfully side by side inside me.
I pushed open my office door.
On my desk sat a brown envelope.
From Tom.
Was Tom here? The thought barely formed be
