"Did you get the agreement notarized?"

A tangled knot of emotions tightened in Timothy's chest.

So that was why she'd come to collect the notarization receipt?

"You seem awfully eager about this," he said.

Jessica nodded.

"You really don't trust me, do you?" His voice was cool, almost detached.

She didn't deny it. She couldn't. Time was a luxury he had a lifetime, perhaps. She only had six months left. She couldn't afford to waste even a day.

Jessica stayed silent.

Timothy's handsome face was unreadable, his eyes clouded with something distant.

Her silence said it all.

He pulled back the lapel of his suit and took his phone from the inside pocket, dialing the lawyer.

"Is the agreement notarized?"

"It's done."

the receipt to my

Lips pressed in a thin line, he crossed to the desk and

glass

Jessica's eyelashes fluttered.

leaned against

morning. Sunlight spilled golden across the office, but even that couldn't chase away the coldness hanging

Click-

faint sound made Jessica

his lips. The subtle, woodsy scent curled through the room, deepening the air of mystery that seemed to surround

she still couldn't

the door broke the tense

"Come in," Timothy called.

juice, and set it down beside Jessica, politely saying,

lawyer arrived,

"All set, Mr. Lawson."

"Give it to her."

both left,

you leave," Timothy's deep voice called from behind

didn't want to make a scene, so she

planning to disappear tonight? Planning not to

glass slipped from Jessica's hand, crashing to the floor. Orange juice and shards of

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