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I still felt sick when I left the office. What was I going to do? I could not lose Alfie.

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Amy

Iwalked around Sebastian’s penthouse after he left. The peace lily looked a little droopy, so I gave it some water.

As I browsed his book collection, I wondered,Why did he leave so abruptly?

Had the sex not been good enough? Had he had his fill, so to speak? Was he mad that I had invaded his space?

Amy:Is it weird to watch a man shower while you eat a piece of chocolate raspberry cake?

Elsie:Is this just a random man or someone in particular?

Amy:It’s Sebastian.

Grace:You broke into his condo?

Amy:We had a date!

Amy:And before you bring up the last time I broke into a guy’s apartment, it was college. I was drunk, and all the doors in the dorm looked identical.

Sophie:You passed out on his bed.

Amy:I am making better life decisions *praying hands emoji*

Brea:Like eating cake for breakfast?

Amy:Judge not, lest ye be judged. You eat ice cream for breakfast.

Elsie:As long as you didn’t make weird noises while he was showering and were instead sexy, it’s probably fine.

Amy:…I might have eaten the whole piece of cake in like five bites.

Amy:In my defense, the slice wasn’t that big.

Sophie:Where did you get the cake from *suspicious face*

Amy:Errr, The Porter?

Sophie:Gurl, I sell my cakes there. And I slice my cakes very large.

Amy:Shit, so I blew it!

Ivy:In a few days, he’ll be sex starved and come crawling back.

* * *

But the nextfew days inched by very slowly.

I worked on weddings. I daydreamed about my perfect new apartment. I worked on my testimonial for Tatiana.

She had her lawyer courier a bunch of forms over to the office. I signed them, had them notarized, and then sent them back. I was an official witness.

“I need to plan my court outfit,” I told Baxter as I pulled clothes out of the heavy wood dresser in my childhood bedroom. I had insisted on a wardrobe because it seemed like something an English girl would own. I pulled out a big fur coat, a hat, and sunglasses.

“I swear, Your Honor, to tell the truth and nothing but the truth,” I said into the big mirror propped up against the wall.