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Elizabeth
As the evening winded down, I found myself back in the familiar embrace of the Rolls Royce, chauffeured through the city streets. The night's events played repeatedly in my mind, leaving me both exhilarated and conflicted.
Alexander had invited me to stay the night, but I hesitated and eventually declined. I couldn't ignore the flicker of disappointment that crossed his face.
Lost in my thoughts, my phone's ringtone pierced through the silence.
It was Susan, my boss, inquiring about the progress of my article. Her voice carried a mix of expectation and impatience.
"Elizabeth, how's the article coming along? Have you managed to secure that interview yet?"
Caught off guard, I quickly came up with a lie, "Oh, yes, Susan. I'm making good progress. Alexander has agreed to an interview. He said he'll be available to meet any day now."
My heart raced as I fabricated the details, trying to keep my composure while weaving the web of lies.
"Good to hear," Susan responded, her tone slightly more pleasant. "Ensure you get all the necessary information; I want real, juicy, front-page information. This could be huge for our magazine."
After ending the call, I looked up, only to meet the knowing smile of the driver reflected in the rearview mirror.
Embarrassment washed over me as I realized my conversation might not have been as private as I thought.
My cheeks burned with shame, and I averted my gaze, pretending to be interested in the passing scenery.
I reached for the ends of my hair, nervously twirling them between my fingers, a habit I had when I was anxious.
I felt relief and apprehension as the Rolls Royce pulled up in front of my downtown apartment building.
The driver gracefully opened the door for me. His polite smile contradicted any hint of judgment he might have harbored.
"Goodnight, Miss Elizabeth," he said softly, his voice comforting in the otherwise silent night.
Too embarrassed to engage in conversation, I merely nodded in response, my cheeks still flushed.
I hurried into the lobby, my steps echoing in the quiet space. The elevator ride up to my floor felt like an eternity, each floor slowly passing as I replayed the evening's events.
Inside my apartment, I kicked off my heels and let out a deep sigh. The night's events had shaken me more than I cared to admit.
The weight of my lie sat heavily on my chest - not the lie to my boss about securing the interview, but the lie I would have to tell Allan because there was no way I could say to him that I’d just had sex with his brother.
And I liked it.
I glanced at the clock and realized it was time to feed Teddy. I couldn't help but smile at his purring gratitude.
I quickly took a hot shower, the steam soothing my body and mind. As I let the warm water wash away the remnants of the day, I mentally replayed my conversation with Alexander. However, the water's rhythm washed away the grime and my ability to recall that moment’s conversations.
Sighing in defeat, I focused on the simple act of being present.
Wrapped in a plush towel, I retreated to my bedroom, where the soft glow of my bedside lamp cast a gentle ambiance. The notebook lay open, its pages blank, my earlier intention fading into a fleeting memory.
As Teddy settled onto the bed, I took my phone and began composing a message to Alexander. My fingers hesitated over the keys as I typed,
Elizabeth Parker
Hey Alexander, I think we need another interview. Our last conversation got a bit sidetracked.
I pressed send with a hint of nervous anticipation and awaited his response.
Much to my surprise, his reply came almost instantly, breaking through the quiet stillness of the room.
