HE GAVE MY PLACE TO HIS MISTRESS. OUR SON GAVE ME THE COMPANY

silk.

Of course she did.

Ivory photographed better than white under television lights, and Celeste never entered a room without understanding how she would appear when she left it. She was thirty-two, glossy, ambitious, and professionally warm in the way expensive hotel lobbies were warm. She had been hired eighteen months earlier as Sterling Dynamics’ continue reading …