Kira's POV
Vivian pointed her finger dramatically at Thompson, who stood beside me with his legal documentation.
The photographs Vivian produced showed Thompson and me together drinking and sharing food on what was clearly Celia's apartment balcony.
I studied those images carefully. They'd been taken last night during our impromptu celebration. However, these photos had been cleverly cropped to show only Thompson and me together, with Celia's figure deliberately excluded from every frame.
Among them was one photograph where Thompson was leaning heavily against me, his arm around my shoulders, while I supported his weight with my hand at his waist.
I narrowed my eyes, remembering that exact moment. I'd been helping the thoroughly drunk Thompson toward Celia's guest room so he could sle
