a relief after the noise of the celebration. I walked through the dark rooms, my footsteps echoing

itting in my usual spot as a senior architect. He walked in with

h pride. "I have some wonderful news. Sophia Mille

went through the room. M

he lead on the new city ce

spent six months developing the concept, working late nights, pour

tly at me. "I'm so excited to pick up where Chloe left off. She's laid some... inte

int project, to defend my work. He just smiled at Sophia, nodding in

gesting changes that completely altered my original vision. Ethan agreed with every single one of her su

the light to think," she explained with a dismissive wave of her hand. Ethan had it

leaving me to do all the grunt work. She would take credit for small breakth

fficult. Sophia kno

ith the team when a reporter asked me a question about a specific design element. Befo

on this project. Chloe is just an assistant." He turned to me, his e

rn. My face burned with shame. My husband, the man I had loved and devoted myself to for

ed at him, at his handsome face twisted with annoyance, and I fe

the stage, my steps calm and even. I saw a flicker of confusion in Ethan's

the building and

Miller, architecture's golden couple, reunite for city's landmark project." There were pictures of them smiling together, looking per

ents wer

d attached it to an email. I sent it to Ethan's pers

g a single suitcase. I