✰Caitlin✰
I had spent years learning how to read people. It was part of the job. Understanding micro-expressions, tones, and shifts in body language. It was second nature to me now. And if I had to bet on how Stanley was going to react to tonight’s conversation, I was putting all my money on badly. I sighed as I ran my fingers through my hair. I glanced around the living room and while it wasn’t perfect, it wasn’t as messy. And it wasn’t as if I had to clean up, but I was nervous, and I needed to work out that extra energy. It wasn’t as if I was worried about Stanley telling anyone. I knew he was loyal to a fault. But I was worried about him believing me. Because if I hadn’t seen it myself, I wouldn’t have believed it either. I checked my phone. No new messages. But I knew that Stanley wo
