I had been staring at the ceiling of my hotel room for what felt like hours, thinking about how tired I was of waiting. Waiting for Silas to notice me, waiting for something to finally shake this city so I could step in and claim what I wanted. But I wasn’t going to stay idle either…
So after smoothing my dress, a sharp navy blue tailored piece that hugged my curves the way I liked and wanted. My expensive heels clicked softly against the marble floor as I walked to the mirror. I allowed my hair to fall in perfect waves over my shoulders, and I ran a hand over it, practicing my smile, my voice, the way I would introduce myself when I walked into Jade’s office.
I wasn’t just Morgan, Silas’s ex, Jade’s step-sister, or some label anybody cared to give me... I was someone who demanded attent
