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English
Winnie answered the video chat almost immediately. Her long black waves were up in a neat bun at the crown of her head. Her dark eyes wide and glamorous with eyelash extensions for days and perfect winged eyeliner. Her beautiful British accent cut through the line as she smiled broadly. “English, what a treat to see your pretty face. I was just thinking about you. Our cross-country connection grows stronger every day.”
But I wasn’t smiling.
“Did you know about Josh?” I asked unceremoniously.
She furrowed her brow. “What about Josh?”
“Did you know?”
She was silent for a second. A heartbeat that felt like an eternity.
I didn’t want Winnie to know. I didn’t want my closest friend in this business to have played me and then made me do work for her in the city. It would be to
