Lucius and I parted ways on tense terms that night.

But this time, I didn’t feel as shaken.

Lucius was ruthless, but Cecily was his weakness.

I slept dreamlessly and woke up to several unread messages on my phone.

They were from Cynthia.

We had exchanged contacts at Michael’s birthday party.

"Sylvie, are you really with Mikey?" she asked, curious and nosy.

She must have seen the post ...