Chapter 18 —The Uncomfortable Devil

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The morning dawned heavy.

Aylin went downstairs early, determined to pretend that nothing mattered to her. That last night had been just another dinner. That she hadn't stayed up hugging her pillow, repeating to herself that she would never look at Roman Adler as anything more than her boss again.

She made coffee, set the table, and sat down with Sasha, who chewed distractedly while looking at her phone.

The atmosphere was calm. Almost comfortable.