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I blow out a deflated breath and flop back on the bed.
Jeez, it’s like a bad Nicholas Sparks movie.
Janelle continues to clean around me.
“How did their mother die?” I ask.
“Car accident.”
“How was he after she died?”
“Who Mr. Masters?”
I nod.
“Quiet.”
I frown. “Is he always quiet?” She shrugs. “He is with me. He holds a very powerful position at work and I think it’s very taxing on him. When I first started, just after she died, I searched for Alina on Facebook. There were a lot of shots of the two of them out on the town together. She was beautiful.”
My eyebrows rise as I listen.
“But her page was shut down not long after.”
“Hmm.” All this information and I have no idea what to do with it. Janelle continues to clean, and I feel guilty for lounging here, just watching her work. “Do you want some help?” I ask. “Can I do anything?”
She smiles warmly. “No, dear, but why don’t you go and have a lie down. I’m sure you must still be jetlagged.”
“Yeah, I am. Dead tired, to be honest.” I hop up and make my way to the door, glancing back over my shoulder. “It was lovely meeting you.”
She smiles warmly. “You, too, dear. Sweet dreams.”
I make my way down to my room, set my alarm, and climb into bed. I pull my big, heavy quilt over me, and then I try to imagine I am home.
Julian
I walk into Rodger's bar at around 4:00 p.m. to meet with Sebastian and Spencer—something we all do at least once a week. We've been best friends since we were ten years old. I don't see them as much as I would like to, but they keep me sane when I need them.
“Hey, Jules.” Seb smiles.
“Hey. Where’s Spence?”
“At the bar.”
I glance over, falling onto a stool, and see Spencer deep in discussion with a woman at the bar.
“How’s your week been?” Seb asks.
“Yeah, pretty good. Yours?”
He curls his lip. “This new building is giving me a fucking headache.” He shrugs. “I’ll get it right eventually.”
Sebastian is an architect, specializing in the designs of skyscrapers. Spencer owns a steel company. They both do very well for themselves.
Spence arrives back at the table with our three beers in hand. "Hey, Masters, what's up?" He holds a beer out for me too as he sits down.
“Not much.” I sip my beer. “My new nanny started.”
“What’s she like?” Seb asks.
