Damien didn't sign.
He set the engagement dissolution agreement on the table as though he hadn't seen it.
"We'll talk when you've calmed down."
I didn't argue. Some things aren't worth saying to someone who has already decided not to hear them.
On the day of the preliminary review for the Independent Design Showcase, Rowan brought the battered umbrella back, repaired. The ribs had been replaced and a patch of matching fabric sewn over the tear. The mending was visible, but the umbrella could open again.
"The craftsman said old damage can't be hidden," Rowan told me, "only put back to work."
I took it. "That's enough."
He studied me for a moment. "The committee is doing the authorship credit review today. You're sure you want to go yourself?"
"I need to be the one to take my name ba
