Drowning to Escape Your Gilded World
Language: en
In the circles I used to run in, there was an unwritten rule: if you’re playing the part of another woman, the most important thing you can do is stay in your lane. But by the time I fully understood that, Glenn’s termination agreement was already sitting on the glass coffee table. "She’s coming back from Paris next month. You need to move out," Glenn said, his voice smooth and entirely devoid of heat. "Find a nice, normal guy from a decent family. Settle down. Build a real life." When he spoke, my fingers were caught in the silk of his necktie, adjusting the knot. It was the deep…