Chapter 100 —You're not a mother.

Narrator:

Miranda speaks with that mixture of gentle venom and false sweetness that characterizes her. Everything about her is a ploy, even her words.

“Wow,” she said at last, with a faint smile, looking around the office as if she were seeing a forgotten memory. “How nostalgic. Everything is the same... even you.”

Roman didn't move. He kept his back to her, his gaze fixed on the dark garden beyond the glass.

“I'm not interested in talking about the past,” he re