Chapter 18

My new office was in a modern skyscraper along the Chicago River, with an expansive view and minimalist decor. I didn't know where Damian had found the address, but every morning at ten o'clock sharp, a massive bouquet of blue-violet irises would be delivered to the front desk.

The cards bore various words of repentance:

*"Catherine, I am sorry. I never understood the real you. — Damian"*

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