-MIA-
"Miss Walker? Mind if I interrupt?" Anna called from the doorway, clutching a big white box.
"Call me Mia, Anna," I repeated for the hundredth time, already knowing she’d ignore it. "Yes, come in."
Asher has a gala to attend tonight and asked me to come along. It's a fundraiser for an organization focused on building affordable housing. When he mentioned his company helps low-income families improve their homes, I felt a flicker of respect
Maybe there’s more behind his cool billionaire façade than I thought.
No matter how often I stepped into this closet or squeezed into her clothes, it still felt... off. Like Linda’s dominant presence was trying to swallow me whole. And some stubborn part of me refused.
I was glad for that. It meant there was still hope that, by the end of thi
