That night,
The company’s gala was all over social media, trending for hours.
The entertainment division had just changed hands—partly to make a statement, partly to give the company's celebrities some extra time in the spotlight.
These days, everyone knew that the best opportunities showed up at the dinner table, usually with a glass in hand.
As the party ended, Tina and Emerson stood at the door, smiling and waving as the last guests trickled out.
They made small talk in the entryway, chatting in a loose circle until, finally, the last car pulled away. It was already ten thirty.
Tina got into the car, pressing a hand to her lower back as she settled in.
She glanced at Emerson. “Heading home?”
His face was unreadable. “I’m stopping by the office.”
The office?
Tina didn’t say a word.
Was he really going to work, or was he just using it as an excuse to see that woman?
They split up in the parking garage.
Harsh lights spilled through the glass, painting Tina in patches of brightness and shadow. The whole place felt stuffy and tense.
“Let’s go,” she said quietly.
As the car pulled out, the driver shot a look in the rearview mirror, noticing Emerson’s car heading in the opposite direction. He hesitated, then said, “Sir’s not headed toward the office, is he?”
Tina was already trying to calm herself down, but that comment stabbed her right in the chest. “Doesn’t matter. Just take me home.”
“Ma’am, maybe it’s time to do something about it,” the driver said, his voice careful but meaningful.
Tina slowly opened her eyes, her thoughts suddenly sharp. Josh had been with her for almost ten years, always reliable and never one to step out of line. For him to say something now, he must have struggled with it for a long time.
Which could only mean one thing.


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