Episode 20
Another invitation sat untouched on the kitchen counter for two days before Lucas finally brought it up. They were finishing dinner—Marilyn in a cozy sweater, hair damp from a recent shower, Lucas still in a crisp shirt, his tie loosened but his posture as straight as always. The quiet rhythm they’d built over the past few weeks was comforting, fragile in its intimacy, like a glass vase placed too close to the edge of a table. Lucas set his glass down. “There’s a masquerade gala this Saturday. Charity event.” His eyes searched hers carefully. “I usually avoid these things, but… would you come with me?” Marilyn blinked, fork halfway to her mouth. “To the gala?” He nodded. “It’s a fundraiser hosted by the firm’s board. Press will be there. Everyone important will be there.” A pause. His
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